The Red Shoes Anne Sexton I stand in the ring in the dead city and tie on the red shoes. Everything that was calm is mine, the watch with...

Sylvia's Death Anne Sexton for Sylvia Plath O Sylvia, Sylvia, with a dead box of stones and spoons, with two children, two meteors...

Said The Poet To The Analyst By Anne Sexton My business is words. Words are like labels, or coins, or better, like swarming bees. I...

Averno Louise Glück Averno. Ancient name Avernus. A small crater lake, ten miles west of Naples, Italy; regarded by the ancient Romans as...

Matins Louise Glück You want to know how I spend my time? I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought to know I'm never...

Aboriginal Landscape Louise Glück You’re stepping on your father, my mother said, and indeed I was standing exactly in the center of a...