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The Double Image BY ANNE SEXTON1. I am thirty this November.You are still small, in your fourth year.We stand watching the yellow leaves go queer,flapping in the winter rain,falling flat and washed. And I remembermostly the three autumns you did not live here.They said I’d never get you back again.I tell you what you’ll neverContinue reading “The Double Image : Anne Sexton : : November Poems : : Months Poems : :”