Hey! this is Cathy, and i found this poem by Anne Sexton. do u l'adores? :D
Your daisies have comeon the day of my divorce.
They arrive like round yellow fish,
sucking with love at the coral of our love.
Yet they wait, in their short time,
like little utero half-borns,
half killed, thin and bone soft.
Monday, November 12, 2007
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Cool poem, Cathy. I rarely read poems about divorce, so it's a nice change to all the talk of marital bliss. It is more realistic, as well, since so many marriages end in divorce nowadays. There is a very straightforward and perhaps even matter-of-fact quality to this poem. You can tell that the speaker isn't going to wallow in self-pity.
- Amal
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