Anne Sexton Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• I would like to bury
  all the hating eyes
  under the sand somewhere.

  Anne Sexton

  Hate, Eye, Sand

  Anne Sexton (1974). “The death notebooks”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH)

• I like you; your eyes are full of language." [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]

  Anne Sexton

  I Like You, Eye, July

• And what of the dead? They lie without shoes in the stone boats. They are more like stone than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.

  Anne Sexton

  Lying, Blessed, Eye

  Anne Sexton, Diane Wood Middlebrook, Diana Hume George (2000). “Selected Poems of Anne Sexton”, p.43, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• The silence is death.
  It comes each day with its shock
  to sit on my shoulder, a white bird,
  and peck at the black eyes
  and the vibrating red muscle
  of my mouth.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, White, Bird

  Anne Sexton, Diane Wood Middlebrook, Diana Hume George (2000). “Selected Poems of Anne Sexton”, p.181, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Man
  is a bird full of mud,
  I say aloud.
  And death looks on with a casual eye
  and scratches his anus.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, Men, Bird

  Anne Sexton (1975). “The Awful Rowing Toward God”, Boston : Houghton Mifflin

• Our eyes are full of terrible confessions.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, Confession, Terrible

  Anne Sexton, Linda Gray Sexton, Lois Ames (2004). “Anne Sexton: A Self-portrait in Letters”, p.86, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• O yellow eye,
  let me be sick with your heat,
  let me be feverish and frowning.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, Sunshine, Yellow

• My eyes, those sluts, those whores, would play no more.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, Play

  "The Book of Folly". Book by Anne Sexton, "Killing the Spring", 1972.

• Blue eyes wash off sometimes.

  Anne Sexton

  Eye, Blue, Blue Eyes

  Anne Sexton (1978). “Words for Dr. Y.: uncollected poems with three stories”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH)

• I tied down time with a rope
  but it came back.
  Then
  I put my head in a death bowl
  and my eyes shut up like clams.
  They didn't come back.

  Anne Sexton

  Time, Eye, Rope

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