Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot. … - Anne Sexton

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The big turn in the late 90s was that I realized I was going to be doing this for a long time. I was fairly sure I was going to be an actor for the rest of my life, which I think calmed me down.

Anne Sexton

Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot. Oh, my carpenter, the fingers are rebuilt. They dance with yours.

Blood, Carpenter, Clot, Found, Hands, Rebuilt

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Poems aren't postcards to send home.

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There is rust in my mouth,the stain of an old kiss.

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It's a little mad, but I believe I am many people. When I am writing a poem, I feel I am the person who should have written it.

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If I could blame it on all the mothers and fathers of the world, they of the lessons, the pellets of power, they of the love surrounding you like batter. . . Blame it on God perhaps? He of the first opening that pushed us all into our first mistakes? No, I'll blame it on Man For Man is God and man is eating the earth up like a candy bar and not one of them can be left alone with the ocean for it is known he will gulp it all down. The stars (possibly) are safe. At least for the moment. The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death.

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I would like a simple life
yet all night I am laying
poems away in a long box.

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