Poet: Anne Sexton
Poem: The Witch's Life
Volume: The Awful Rowing Toward God
Comment 2 of 2, added on June 17th, 2009 at 3:02 AM.
Today is the 3rd. day that I have read Anne Sexton's Poem entitled "The Witch's Life." I am simply a reader
who doesn't use a crystal ball to answer questions of who, why or what chain of events led up to beautiful poetry or stories that often do not reveal things that are beyond our control. My comments are of the story of the poem. What a beautiful story! How wonderful the old lady in the window must have been. To inspire by simply being and to even set the stage for comparison. If, Anne wrote the poem based on non-fiction facts, then, I believe she is blessed. To even begin to tell the story of a transformation of a regular person to a witch is very romantic. On the surface, my message to Anne is that she should welcome the transformation and
possibly seek out others who would welcome her with open arms into a coven. The vast array of herbs, spices and secret recipes can greatly add splendor to your life as well as promote a healthy life style. If, there ever was a family that will make you happy and loved it is a happy go lucky group of witches. Nothing says loving like something from the coven. Anne, by the power of three times three, I wish you peace, contentment and a Merry Twilight. Blessed Be.
Joe Smith from United States
Comment 1 of 2, added on May 10th, 2005 at 10:13 AM.
I understand this poem as a woman withdrawing from the world around her.Scared of outsiders and only letting her family near her soul.Sort of like Emily Dickinson in her way of isolation from the world.How sad it is , it seems to me, that she was abused by her family in a sexual way from her writings in her poems... locking herself away was her protection... no it was her salvation !
Dame Dana from United States
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