Anne Sexton Poems

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91.
Hurry Up Please It's Time

What is death, I ask.
What is life, you ask.
I give them both my buttocks,
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92.
Menstruation At Forty

I was thinking of a son.
The womb is not a clock
nor a bell tolling,
but in the eleventh month of its life
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93.
Where It Was At Back Then

Husband,
last night I dreamt
they cut off your hands and feet.
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94.
Locked Doors

For the angels who inhabit this town,
although their shape constantly changes,
each night we leave some cold potatoes
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95.
Rowing

A story, a story!
(Let it go. Let it come.)
I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender
into this world.
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96.
Lobster

A shoe with legs,
a stone dropped from heaven,
he does his mournful work alone,
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97.
The Break

It was also my violent heart that broke,
falling down the front hall stairs.
It was also a message I never spoke,
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98.
What's That

Before it came inside
I had watched it from my kitchen window,
watched it swell like a new balloon,
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99.
In The Deep Museum

My God, my God, what queer corner am I in?
Didn't I die, blood running down the post,
lungs gagging for air, die there for the sin
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100.
The Angel Food Dogs

Leaping, leaping, leaping,
down line by line,
growling at the cadavers,
filling the holy jugs with their piss,
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