The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering wh... - Anne Sexton
"The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives"
"The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives"
"As it has been said:Love and a coughcannot be concealed.Even a small cough.Even a small love."
"Fee-fi-fo-fum -Now I'm borrowed.Now I'm numb."
"Live or die, but don't poison everything."
"Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance."
"Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard."