Anne Sexton

December 18th Swift boomerang, come get!I am delicate. You’ve been gone.The losing has hurt me some, yetI must bend for you. See me arch. I’m …

December 17th Today I bought a Scotch Pine-O Tannenbaum- a Christmas tree,as green as a turtle, a forestof gum and resin and turpentine.My love, my …

December 16th Once upon a timeyou grew up in a bedroom the size of a dimeand shared it with your sister. That was West EndAvenue …

December 15th The day of the lonely drunkis here. No weather reports,no fox, no birds, no sweet chipmunks,no sofa game, no summer resorts. No whatever …

December 14th The migratory birds have flown the coop but they’ll be back with their built-in compass. They’ll come back that way the circus does …

December 13th Remember that day last June in the month of the Long-Day-Beauty that is called Indians’ Wawe-Pesin? I tell you Summer came not one …

December 12th And what of me? I work each day in my leotards at the State School where the retarded are locked up with hospital …

December 11th Then I think of you in bed, your tongue half chocolate, half ocean, of the houses that you swing into, of the steel …

December 10th I think today of the animal sounds,how last night a rebellious foxwas barking out like Lucifer.When the Beaver Moon lit up the groundoak …