Something
cold is in the air,
an aura of ice
and phlegm.
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" Why do i live in this house? " Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Very interesting poem. Loved to read it. Thanks for sharing.
Meaning of life... a mute question... I hope heaven can answer.. lovely poem...
A very surreal meditation on life; courtesty of Anne Sexton.
I could eat the sky like an apple /// wonderfully said; part of surrealism!
This is Sexton's beautiful capturing of the dusking sky and the sucking thinb and desire to eat the sky...this is really beautiful.