Anne Sexton
For The Year of The Insane
For The Year of The Insane a poem by Anne Sexton a prayer O Mary, fragile mother,...
Ghosts
Ghosts a poem by: Anne Sexton Some ghosts are women, neither abstract nor pale, their breasts as...
Going Gone
Going Gone a poem by: Anne Sexton Over stone walls and barns, miles from the black-eyed Susans,...
Cinderella
Cinderella a poem by Anne Sexton You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children...
