The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives


Selected poems (ed. 1964)

Anne Sexton Quotes

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

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