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Anne Sexton's Poetry, by first line

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  • I dance in circles holding
    the moth of the marriage,
    46 lines, 1 comment
  • In the dream
    the swastika is neon
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • There was a girl
    who danced in the city that night,
    43 lines
  • Like Oedipus I am losing my sight.
    Like Judas I have done my wrong.
    86 lines
  • The speaker in this case
    is a middle-aged witch, me-
    49 lines
  • If you danced from midnight
    to six A.M. who would understand?
    154 lines
  • Where I waved at the sky
    And waited your love through a February sleep,
    15 lines
  • They come on to my clean
    sheet of paper and leave a Rorschach blot.
    39 lines
  • My faith
    is a great weight
    27 lines, 1 comment
  • A red-hot needle
    hangs out of him, he steers by it
    19 lines
  • Some women marry houses.
    It's another kind of skin; it has a heart,
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • It is half winter, half spring,
    and Barbara and I are standing
    56 lines
  • Everything here is yellow and green.
    Listen to its throat, its earthskin,
    56 lines
  • For the angels who inhabit this town,
    although their shape constantly changes,
    34 lines
  • It is a summer evening.
    The yellow moths sag
    25 lines, 2 comments
  • Not that it was beautiful,
    but that, in the end, there was
    16 lines
  • Notice how he has numbered the blue veins
    in my breast. Moreover there are ten freckles.
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • Coon, why did you come to this dance
    with a mask on? Why not the tin man
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Inside many of us
    is a small old man
    153 lines
  • A woman
    who loves a woman
    159 lines, 1 comment
  • Reasonable, reasonable, reasonable...we walked through
    ten different homes, they always call them homes,
    31 lines
  • Many are the deceivers:
    The suburban matron,
    172 lines
  • Come friend,
    I have an old story to tell you—
    29 lines
  • Your midriff sags toward your knees;
    your breast lie down in air,
    29 lines, 3 comments
  • In dreams
    the same bad dream goes on.
    113 lines
  • True. All too true. I have never been at home in
    life. All my decay has taken place upon a child.
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • of her arms, this was her sin:
    where the wood berries bin
    13 lines
  • Someone is dead.
    Even the trees know it,
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Before it came inside
    I had watched it from my kitchen window,
    28 lines
  • Something
    cold is in the air,
    24 lines
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