Quotes by Anne Sexton
you come, a brave ghost, to fix in my mind without praise or paradise to make me your inheritor.
Faces, suddenly suspended above you; faces that you think it's your business to love if only you could remember their names.
At the next town the local princess was having a contest....
never again would she lose her ball, that moon, that Krishna hair, that blind poppy, that innocent globe, that madonna womb.
I hear the death of me, the murderous weeds, the stallion breathing sulphur, the hara-kiri rape,...
The others died, the luck of it blurting through them. I could not, I was a silly broken umbrella...
Your apple face, the simple crèche Of your arms, the August smells...
And what of the dead? They lie without shoes in their stone boats. They are more like stone
All considerations for these human remains! They must have an escort! They are classified!
I was the girl of the chain letter,...
My husband sings Baa Baa black sheep and we pretend that all's certain and good, that the marriage won't end.
I swam but the tide came in like ten thousand orgasms. I swam but the waves were higher than horses' necks.
Don't look now, God, we're all right. All the suicides are eating Black Bean Soup;...
... with her shoulders as bare as a building, with her thin foot and her thin toes,...
Still, it would be perfectly fine with me to die like a nice girl...
... into that rushing beast of the night, sucked up by that great dragon, to split...
All those girls who wore the red shoes,...
The house of my body has spoken often as you rebuild me like blocks, and promise to come visit when I'm finally adjusted on safe land, and am livable, joist to joist with storm windows and screens ...
... wounding God with his blue face, his tyranny, his absolute kingdom, with my aphrodisiac.
life is a trick, life is a kitten in a sack.
this errand we're on goes to one store.
Someone is dead. Even the trees know it, those poor old dancers who come on lewdly, all pea-green scarfs and spine pole.
Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have....
... the heart monitor, the death cricket bleeping.
she will not say how there must be more to living...
