Anne Sexton

(9 November 1928 – 4 October 1974 / Newton, Massachusetts)

Anne Sexton Poems

161. August 8th 6/27/2006
162. The Truth The Dead Know 6/27/2006
163. Her Kind 6/27/2006
164. Consorting With Angels 7/11/2006
165. An Obsessive Combination Of Onotological Inscape, Trickery And Love 6/27/2006
166. Angels Of The Love Affair 6/27/2006
167. Cigarettes And Whiskey And Wild, Wild Women 7/11/2006
168. For My Lover, Returning To His Wife 3/29/2010
169. The Kiss 6/27/2006
170. 'Daddy' Warbucks 6/27/2006
171. Buying The Whore 6/27/2006
172. Despair 7/11/2006
173. All My Pretty Ones 3/29/2010
174. Barefoot 6/27/2006
175. A Curse Against Elegies 6/27/2006
176. Music Swims Back To Me 6/27/2006
177. Again And Again And Again 6/27/2006
178. Christmas Eve 6/27/2006
179. And One For My Dame 6/27/2006
180. Cinderella 7/11/2006
181. Baby Picture 6/27/2006
182. A Story For Rose On The Midnight Flight To Boston 6/27/2006
183. Anna Who Was Mad 6/27/2006
184. Admonitions To A Special Person 6/27/2006
185. Courage 7/11/2006
186. Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty) 6/27/2006
187. After Auschwitz 6/27/2006
188. 45 Mercy Street 6/27/2006

Comments about Anne Sexton

  • Franko Macan (3/4/2014 6:37:00 AM)

    Red Roses, was the first of Anne's poems I ever read. A powerful emoatinal peices comparable to Paula Meehan's poem about her dead Mother.
    It helped me embark on a story of my life, which Ihope to have publishes, which includes childhood psychological and emoational abuse leading to bouts of adult Schizophrenia, and many other issues. Thanks Anne where ever you are; hopefully with the other great pure of hearts too good for this world, like Elvis. To me you were the Elvis of poetry. Out there in a league of your own: the Queen of poets, giving many lesser mortals like me inspiration.

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  • Thomas Revitt (8/31/2013 9:34:00 PM)

    45 Mercy Street is one of the great American poems. It reflects American every day life and individual loneliness and loss, and it captures them both almost in the same line.

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  • Samanthia Moore Samanthia Moore (6/25/2013 3:19:00 PM)

    I really like anne saxton, she is a really good writter. besides what critics think of her i think shes amazing.

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  • Kevin Patrick Kevin Patrick (11/28/2012 10:16:00 PM)

    A fabulous poet, her use of language is commanding, Anne was a modern poet who did not use any of the clichés of pretentious Victorianism, her subjects are tough and emotional, she talks about the dark side because she lived in the dark side and you will never get a better depiction of depression then from this woman.

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  • Kaye Rose (5/7/2012 7:22:00 PM)

    Anne Sexton is my absolute favorite poet. She wasn't ever afraid to tackle a subject and I admire that; it's a mystery what might have come from her had she not committed suicide. We lost some great work most likely due to that.

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  • Cherie Chetyrbok (2/21/2012 12:39:00 AM)

    Excellent poet. One of my All-Time favorites.

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  • Amy Marie Amy Marie (12/19/2010 3:43:00 PM)

    I love her style. I recently made her one of my three favorite poets :)

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  • fleur de lys (7/25/2009 10:39:00 PM)

    She gets on my nerves too but I can't think of title 'The Awful Rowing Towards God' without smiling.

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  • Indigo Hawkins (2/15/2008 4:42:00 PM)

    Sexton gets on my nerves. A lot. Some of her witticisms are hilarious, though.

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Best Poem of Anne Sexton

Courage

It is in the small things we see it.
The child's first step,
as awesome as an earthquake.
The first time you rode a bike,
wallowing up the sidewalk.
The first spanking when your heart
went on a journey all alone.
When they called you crybaby
or poor or fatty or crazy
and made you into an alien,
you drank their acid
and concealed it.

Later,
if you faced the death of bombs and bullets
you did not do it with a banner,
you did it with only a hat to
comver your heart.
You did not fondle the weakness inside you
though it was ...

Read the full of Courage

After Auschwitz

Anger,
as black as a hook,
overtakes me.
Each day,
each Nazi
took, at 8: 00 A.M., a baby
and sauteed him for breakfast
in his frying pan.

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