The Fury of Sunsets : Anne Sexton : Evening Poems : :

The Fury Of Sunsets : : By Anne Sexton ( 1928 – 1974 ) , Newton, Massachusetts : : : : : : : : Somethingcold is in the air,an aura of iceand phlegm. 1All day I’ve builta lifetime and nowthe sun sinks toundo it. 2The horizon bleedsand sucks its thumb. 3The little red thumbgoesContinue reading “The Fury of Sunsets : Anne Sexton : Evening Poems : :”

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