Anne Sexton

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

Ghosts - Poem by Anne Sexton

Some ghosts are women,
neither abstract nor pale,
their breasts as limp as killed fish.
Not witches, but ghosts
who come, moving their useless arms
like forsaken servants.

Not all ghosts are women,
I have seen others;
fat, white-bellied men,
wearing their genitals like old rags.
Not devils, but ghosts.
This one thumps barefoot, lurching
above my bed.

But that isn't all.
Some ghosts are children.
Not angels, but ghosts;
curling like pink tea cups
on any pillow, or kicking,
showing their innocent bottoms, wailing
for Lucifer.

Comments about Ghosts by Anne Sexton

  • Chandan Dey (5/10/2018 1:49:00 PM)

    I've seen a few who aren't ghosts but look like ghost. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Anil Kumar Panda (5/10/2018 7:41:00 AM)

    I don't know whether ghosts exist or not but enjoyed the poem. Thanks for posting. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/10/2018 5:17:00 AM)

    I have seen others! !

    Thanks for sharing.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (5/10/2018 2:07:00 AM)

    Ghosts are unsatisfied souls often enter to human bodies. A stunning expression has been made on ghosts. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (5/10/2018 1:02:00 AM)

    This can well be a part of some psycho-analytical study.
    It provides so much to think over. Thanks for sharing.
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  • Robert Murray Smith (5/10/2018 12:41:00 AM)

    An excellent write with great imagery. Some memorable lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 29, 2010

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