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Antilamentation by Dorianne Laux | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Antilamentation by Dorianne Laux | Poems Rethabile Likes Antilamentation by Dorianne Laux Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read to the end just to find out who killed the cook. Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark, in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication. Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot, the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones that crimped your toes, don't regret those. Not the nights you called god names and cursed your mother, sunk like a dog in the livingroom couch, chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness. ...

Happy Birthday, Anne Sexton! | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Happy Birthday, Anne Sexton! | Poems Rethabile Likes 🎂 Happy Birthday, Anne Sexton! Poet • Pulitzer Prize winner • Confessional pioneer • born 9 November 1928 Today we celebrate the birthday of Anne Sexton — an American poet known for her highly personal, confessional verse. She won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1967 for Live or Die , and her poetry often drew on her experiences with mental illness, including bipolar disorder and suicidal ideation, as well as aspects of her personal life. Major themes include the religious quest, the transformation and dismantling of myth, the meanings of gender, inheritance and legacy, the search for fathers, mother-daughter relationships, sexual anxiety, madness and suicide, and issues of female identity. Here is her wry, searching "The Poet of Ignoranc...

Endings by Derek Walcott | Poems Rethabile Likes

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Endings by Derek Walcott | Poems Rethabile Likes Endings by Derek Walcott Things do not explode, they fail, they fade, as sunlight fades from the flesh, as the foam drains quick in the sand, even love’s lightning flash has no thunderous end, it dies with the sound of flowers fading like the flesh from sweating pumice stone, everything shapes this till we are left with the silence that surrounds Beethoven’s head. Poet: @DerekWalcott Online: @ReadALittlePoetry Book(s): @ThriftBooks ...