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Return to putting up with it

Inside Boston’s famed Symphony Hall during a concert

“Tonight I will speak up and interrupt

your letters, warning you that wars are coming,

that the Count will die, that you will accept

your America back to live like a prim thing

on the farm in Maine.
 I tell you, you will come

here, to the suburbs of Boston, to see the blue-nose

world go drunk each night, to see the handsome

children jitterbug, to feel your left ear close

one Friday at Symphony.’’

— From “Some Foreign Letters,’’ by Anne Sexton (1928-1974), Pulitzer Prize-winning Massachusetts poet

The whole poem is here.

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Under a guttering sun

Old Harbor Life Saving Station, in the Cape Cod National Seashore

Old Harbor Life Saving Station, in the Cape Cod National Seashore

“We drive to the Cape. I cultivate

myself where the sun gutters from the sky,

where the sea swings in like an iron gate

and we touch. In another country people die.’’

— From “The Truth the Dead Know,’’ by Anne Sexton (1928-74)

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