It's in the heart of the grape
where that smile lies.
It's in the good-bye-bow in the hair
where that smile lies.
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Baby Poems: 1 / 100 next poem » Baby Picture - Poem by Anne Sexton Autoplay next poem It's in the heart of the grape where that smile lies. It's in the good-bye-bow in the hair where that smile lies. It's in the clerical collar of the dress where that smile lies. What smile? The smile of my seventh year, caught here in the painted photograph. It's peeling now, age has got it, a kind of cancer of the background and also in the assorted features. It's like a rotten flag or a vegetable from the refrigerator, pocked with mold. I am aging without sound, into darkness, darkness. Anne, who are you? I open the vein and my blood rings like roller skates. I open the mouth and my teeth are an angry army. I open the eyes and they go sick like dogs with what they have seen. I open the hair and it falls apart like dust balls. I open the dress and I see a child bent on a toilet seat. I crouch there, sitting dumbly pushing the enemas out like ice cream, letting the whole brown world turn into sweets. Anne, who are you? Merely a kid keeping alive. Baby Picture Anne Sexton Baby Poems: 1 / 100 next poem » Comments about Baby Picture by Anne Sexton Aisha Masha (12/15/2016 6: 09: 00 AM) This nice poem gives me imagination of a young family. Well done. (Report) Reply Soumya Ranjan Rout(9/18/2017 1: 28: 00 AM) This poem is touched my heart Mohammed Anas Affan (9/21/2016 1: 57: 00 AM) nice imagination.............beautiful thought....thanks for sharing (Report) Reply * Sunprincess * (8/9/2015 3: 24: 00 PM) ...incredible imagery...nicely written ★ (Report) Reply Read all 10 comments » Poems About Baby 1.Baby Picture, Anne Sexton 2.A Baby In The House, Ella Wheeler Wilcox 3.Little Brown Baby, Paul Laurence Dunbar 4.Baby Mine, Ernestine Northover 5.The Lost Baby Poem, Lucille Clifton 6.! Baby Love, Maybe Love, Michael Shepherd 7.Baby Charley., Sidney Lanier 8.(013) My Baby Cousin (Lovely Z.., Risha Ahmed (12 yrs) 9.(022) Waiting For The Baby, Risha Ahmed (12 yrs) 10.A Baby Asleep After Pain, David Herbert Lawrence 11.Sweet Baby, Linda Ori 12.His Wife And Baby, Isabella Valancy Crawford 13.A Baby Running Barefoot, David Herbert Lawrence 14.(l) 5 (My Baby) My Inner Sun, Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil.. 15.(015) This Baby Is Wonderful., Risha Ahmed (12 yrs) 16.Baby, hazem al jaber 17.Baby, Listen To My Heart! , Sylvia Chidi 18.To A Baby Firefly (Preschool) , C.J. Heck 19.Baby Brother (Children) , C.J. Heck 20.(904) Crack Baby, Melvina Germain 21.Caroline-Just Their Baby Girl, Scarlet..... 22.I Know A Baby, Such A Baby, Christina Georgina Rossetti 23.Baby Eyes., Bernard Shaw 24.Baby Sitter, Robert William Service 25.Our New Baby (Children) , C.J. Heck 26.Baby, Derrick Parsee10++++(+(++++ 27.(l) 6 (My Baby) A New Way Of Life, Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil..
This nice poem gives me imagination of a young family. Well done.
nice imagination.............beautiful thought....thanks for sharing
Anne is such a beautiful soul...... yet tortured by some inability to fully enjoy her own self... I'm sad of that, but glad she lived to write things like this, things that we all feel at some point. I think if I had met her I would most want to have told her that I understand...... Someone coined her poetry as confessional, I suppose because it tends to explore inner thoughts, and self.
Very well written :) She is becoming one of my favorite poets. I wish she could still keep writing...
Sexton was a master at imagery. I love this poem, and would think it even better without the 'anne who are you...kid..alive.' ending. She's at her best when she hits and runs.
I like this poem....you have to just go with the flow on every line...very interesting!
Goes in too many different directions. Despite the Anne, who are you theme, the poem doesn't work for me.
I open the vein and my blood rings like roller skates. I open the mouth and my teeth are an angry army. wonder about the mind of this poetess. tony