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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345401" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Excelsis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is half winter, half spring,<br>and Barbara and I are standing<br>confronting the ocean.<br>Its mouth is open very wide,<br>and it has dug up its green,<br>throwing it, throwing it at the shore.<br>You say it is angry.<br>I say it is like a kicked Madonna.<br>Its womb collapses, drunk with its fever.<br>We breathe in its fury.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, the inlander,<br>am here with you for just a small space.<br>I am almost afraid,<br>so long gone from the sea.<br>I have seen her smooth as a cheek.<br>I have seen her easy,<br>doing her business,<br>lapping in.<br>I have seen her rolling her hoops of blue.<br>I have seen her tear the land off.<br>I have seen her drown me twice,<br>and yet not take me.<br>You tell me that as the green drains backward<br>it covers Britain,<br>but have you never stood on that shore<br>and seen it cover you?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have come to worship,<br>the tongues of the surf are prayers,<br>and we vow,<br>the unspeakable vow.<br>Both silently.<br>Both differently.<br>I wish to enter her like a dream,<br>leaving my roots here on the beach<br>like a pan of knives.<br>And my past to unravel, with its knots and snarls,<br>and walk into ocean,<br>letting it explode over me<br>and outward, where I would drink the moon<br>and my clothes would slip away,<br>and I would sink into the great mother arms<br>I never had,<br>except here where the abyss<br>throws itself on the sand<br>blow by blow,<br>over and over,<br>and we stand on the shore<br>loving its pulse<br>as it swallows the stars,<br>and has since it all began<br>and will continue into oblivion,<br>past our knowing<br>and the wild toppling green that enters us today,<br>for a small time<br>in half winter, half spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Sexton">Anne Sexton</a><div class=q>
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and Barbara and I are standing
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Its mouth is open very wide,
and it has dug up its green,
throwing it, throwing it at the shore.
You say it is angry.
I say it is like a kicked Madonna.
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