Anne Sexton

(9 November 1928 – 4 October 1974 / Newton, Massachusetts)

An Obsessive Combination Of Onotological Inscape, Trickery And Love - Poem by Anne Sexton

Busy, with an idea for a code, I write
signals hurrying from left to right,
or right to left, by obscure routes,
for my own reasons; taking a word like writes
down tiers of tries until its secret rites
make sense; or until, suddenly, RATS
can amazingly and funnily become STAR
and right to left that small star
is mine, for my own liking, to stare
its five lucky pins inside out, to store
forever kindly, as if it were a star
I touched and a miracle I really wrote.


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  • Rookie - 39 Points Malini Kadir (3/20/2008 5:56:00 AM)

    unique an idea my friend! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 11, 2010


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