Anne Sexton

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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    “Back from that great-grandfather I have come
    to puzzle a bending gravestone for his sake,
    to question this diminishing and feed a minimum
    of children their careful slice of suburban cake.”
    —Anne Sexton (1928–1974)

    “will your eyes lie in wait,
    little field mice nestling on their paws?
    Perhaps they will say nothing,
    perhaps they will be dark and leaden,
    having played their own game
    somewhere else....”
    —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)

    “I have been oranging and fat,
    carrot colored, gaped at,
    allowing my cracked o’s to drop on the sea
    near Venice and Mombasa.
    Over Maine I have rested.”
    —Anne Sexton (1928–1974)

    “The trouble with being a woman, Skeezix,
    is being a little girl in the first place.
    Not all the books of the world will change that.
    I have swallowed an orange, being woman.
    You have swallowed a ruler, being man.”
    —Anne Sexton (1928–1974)