Monday, July 18, 2011

a poem by Anne Sexton

Today I read this poem and thought about my struggle with 
writing nowadays. I'm hoping that eventually my disgusting 
RATS will turn into a shining STAR ^_^. 
Anne Sexton - An Obsessive Combination Of 
Ontological Inscape, Trickery And Love 
Busy, with an idea for a code, I write
signals hurrying from left to right,
or right to left, by obscure routes,
for my own reasons; taking a word like writes
down tiers of tries until its secret rites
make sense; or until, suddenly, RATS
can amazingly and funnily become STAR
and right to left that small star
is mine, for my own liking, to stare
its five lucky pins inside out, to store
forever kindly, as if it were a star
I touched and a miracle I really wrote.

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