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
I, in my brand new body, which was not a woman's yet, told the stars my questions and thought God could really see the heat and the painted light, elbows, knees, dreams, goodnight.
For I could not read or speak and on the long nights I could not turn the moon off or count the lights of cars across the ceiling.
Depression is boring, I think and I would do better to make some soup and light up the cave.
Let the light be called Day so that men may grow corn or take busses.
We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!
When they turn the sun on again I'll plant children under it, I'll light up my soul with a match and let it sing....
What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights.
If you meet a cross-eyed person you must plunge into the grass, alongside the chilly ants, fish through the green fingernails and come up with the four-leaf clover....
My objects dream and wear new costumes, compelled to, it seems, by all the words in my hands and the sea that bangs in my throat.
When the cow gives blood and the Christ is born we must all eat sacrifices. We must all eat beautiful women.
Then God spoke to me and said: People say only good things about Christmas. If they want to say something bad, they whisper.
Let God be some tribal female who is known but forbidden.
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.
Jesus saw the multitudes were hungry and He said, Oh Lord, send down a short-order cook.