many people think she's too confessional or whatever and that her poems aren't real poems but diary entries, while i disagree. This poem for example is completely normal and diarylike until one gets tot he last line and then everything connects, gives away it's meanings, and just blows one completely away. Her meaning are suble, and the last line of that poem is one of my personal favorites, it's classic sexton. She can communicate so much in such an insignificant detail, amazing.
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