Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton
Anne Sextonwas an American poet, known for her highly personal, confessional verse. She won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1967 for her book Live or Die. Themes of her poetry include her long battle against depression and mania, suicidal tendencies, and various intimate details from her private life, including her relationships with her husband and children...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 November 1928
CityNewton, MA
CountryUnited States of America
Evil is maybe lying to God. Or better, lying to love.
Jesus saw the multitudes were hungry and He said, Oh Lord, send down a short-order cook.
I want to kiss God on His nose and watch Him sneeze and so do you. Not out of disrespect. Out of pique. Out of a man-to-man thing.
Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.
Take a woman talking, purging herself with rhymes, drumming words out like a typewriter, planting words in you like grass seed. You'll move off.
I love the word warm. It is almost unbearable-- so moist and breathlike.
I put the gold star up in the front window beside the flag. Alterations is what I know and what I did: hems, gussets and seams.
Jewels! Today each twig is important, each ring, each infection, each form is all that the gods must have meant.
Please God, we're all right here. Please leave us alone. Don't send death in his fat red suit and his ho-ho baritone.
Let God be some tribal female who is known but forbidden.
The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death.
To die whole, riddled with nothing but desire for it, is like breakfast after love.
Once I was a couple. I was my own king and queen with cheese and bread and rosé on the rocks of Rockport.
I am torn in two but I will conquer myself.