“December 9th” – Anne Sexton | L’Altrove
December 9th Two years ago, Reservist, you would have burned your draft card or else have gone A.W.O.L. But you stayed to serve the Air …
December 9th Two years ago, Reservist, you would have burned your draft card or else have gone A.W.O.L. But you stayed to serve the Air …
December 8th In winter without you I senda Florida postcard to myselfto somehow remind me of the weekafter mid-July and towards the endwhen scummy Dog …
December 7th Pearl Harbor Day. The cruciform. No rain last night, but an icestorm. Jewels! Today each twig is important, each ring, each infection, each …
December 6th A light rain, as tranquil as an apple, today… mild and supple and fat and full-blown sweet like the last February 2nd on …
December 5th That was Oswald’s November four long years ago. I remember meeting secretly once a week or oftener, know it wrong, but having those …
December 4nd And where did we meet? Was it in London on Carnaby Street? Was it in Paris on the Left Bank? That there that …
December 3rd This is the mole- gray mouth of the year. Yesterday I stole out to your hunter’s cabin studio, surprising two woodchucks and a …
December 2nd I slept last night under a bird’s shadow dreaming of nuthatches at the feeder, jailed to its spine, jailed right down to the …
1 dicembre Quando ci siamo baciati addio hai fatto un po’ di cipiglio. Ora le luci di Cristo stanno scintillando in tutta la città. I …
My poems only come when I have almost lost the ability to utter a word. To speak, in a way, of the unspeakable. To make …