Anne Sexton (November 9, 1928, Newton, Massachusetts – October 4, 1974, Weston, Massachusetts) was an American poet, known for her highly personal, confessional verse. She won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1967. Themes of her poetry include her suicidal tendencies, long battle against depression and various intimate details from her private life, including her relationships with her husband and children.
Read more about Anne Sexton: Early Life and Family, Poetry, Death, Content and Themes of Work, Subsequent Controversy
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“He was as bald as a hump.
His ears stuck out like teacups
and his tongue, my God, his tongue,
like a red worm and when he kissed
it crawled right in.”
—Anne Sexton (1928–1974)
“How did it die?
I called it EVIL.
I said to it, your poems stink like vomit.”
—Anne Sexton (1928–1974)
“But today I set the bed afire
and smoke is filling the room,
it is getting hot enough for the walls to melt,
and the icebox, a gluey white tooth.
I have on a mask in order to write my last words,
and they are just for you....”
—Anne Sexton (1928–1974)
“She has always been there, my darling.
She is, in fact, exquisite.
Fireworks in the dull middle of February
and as real as a cast-iron pot.”
—Anne Sexton (1928–1974)
“little snails at the back
of the knee building bon-
fires ...”
—Anne Sexton (1928–1974)