Category Archives: Sexton Anne

To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Triumph by Anne Sexton

Posted on September 9, 2014 by Russell Boyle

Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wings on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that first flawless moment over the lawn of the labyrinth. Think of the difference it made! There below are the trees, … Continue reading →

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Wanting to Die by Anne Sexton

Posted on March 26, 2013 by Russell Boyle

Since you ask, most days I cannot remember. I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage. Then the almost unnameable lust returns. Even then I have nothing against life. I know well the grass blades you mention, the furniture … Continue reading →

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Buying the Whore by Anne Sexton

Posted on February 6, 2013 by Russell Boyle

You are the roast beef I have purchased and I stuff you with my very own onion. You are a boat I have rented by the hour and I steer you with my rage until you run aground. You are … Continue reading →

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Her Kind by Anne Sexton

Posted on January 28, 2013 by Russell Boyle

I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not … Continue reading →

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