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Anne Sexton - Young

A thousand doors ago
when I was a lonely kid
in a big house with four
garages and it was summer
as long as I could remember,
I lay on the lawn at night,
clover wrinkling over me,
the wise stars bedding over me,
my mother's window a funnel
of yellow heat running out,
my father's window, half shut,
an eye where sleepers pass,
and the boards of the house
were smooth and white as wax
and probably a million leaves
sailed on their strange stalks
as the crickets ticked together
and I, in my brand new body,
which was not a woman's yet,
told the stars my questions
and thought God could really see
the heat and the painted light,
elbows, knees, dreams, goodnight.

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Poet: Anne Sexton
Poem: Young
Volume: All My Pretty Ones
Year: Published/Written in 1962
Poem of the Day: Dec 23 2008

Comment 293 of 293, added on November 9th, 2015 at 6:00 PM.

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Comment 292 of 293, added on November 9th, 2015 at 12:49 PM.

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Comment 291 of 293, added on November 9th, 2015 at 10:36 AM.

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