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
All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it.
As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.
I am a collection of dismantled almosts.
Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.
Cinderella and the prince lived, they say, happily ever after, like two dolls in a museum case never bothered by diapers or dust, never arguing over the timing of an egg, never telling the same story twice....
You must be a poet, a lady of evil luck desiring to be what you are not, longing to be what you can only visit.
Perhaps I am no one. True, I have a body and I cannot escape from it. I would like to fly out of my head, but that is out of the question.
I’ll put it out there: I am scarred by the nostalgic indicipherability of my own desires; I an engulfed by the intimidating unknown, pushed through darkness and dragged down by the irretrievable past sweetness of my memories.
It is June. I am tired of being brave.
The sanest thing in this world is love.
Maybe I am becoming a hermit, opening the door for only a few special animals? Maybe my skull is too crowded and it has no opening through which to feed it soup?
Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane.
One can't build little white picket fences to keep nightmares out.
In a dream you are never eighty.