Confessional poetry anne sexton in Mount Isa

FUNNEL The family story tells, and it was told true,of my great-grandfather who begat eightgenius children and bought twelve almost newgrand pianos. Unto the bellies and jawsof rats I commit my prophecy and fear. The book evolved very much at my urging, and gathered momentumas it grew.

Two male Ph. I chooseyour only way, my small inheritorand hand you off, trembling the selves we lose. Old ornament, old naked fist,even if I put on seventy coats I could not cover you A cave of a mirrorplaced on the south wall;matching smile, matching contour.


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Of course, I love you;you lean above the plastic sky,god of our block, prince of all the foxes. God knowsI thought I'd die — but here I am,recalling mother, the sound of hergood morning, the odor of orange and jam. Six times a day I prizeyour need, the animals of your lips, your skingrowing warm and plump.

Confessional poetry anne sexton in Mount Isa

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