<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345470" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Evil Seekers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are born with luck<br>which is to say with gold in our mouth.<br>As new and smooth as a grape,<br>as pure as a pond in Alaska,<br>as good as the stem of a green bean-<br>we are born and that ought to be enough,<br>we ought to be able to carry on from that<br>but one must learn about evil,<br>learn what is subhuman,<br>learn how the blood pops out like a scream,<br>one must see the night<br>before one can realize the day,<br>one must listen hard to the animal within,<br>one must walk like a sleepwalker<br>on the edge of a roof,<br>one must throw some part of her body<br>into the devil's mouth.<br>Odd stuff, you'd say.<br>But I'd say<br>you must die a little,<br>have a book of matches go off in your hand,<br>see your best friend copying your exam,<br>visit an Indian reservation and see<br>their plastic feathers,<br>the dead dream.<br>One must be a prisoner just once to hear<br>the lock twist into his gut.<br>After all that<br>one is free to grasp at the trees, the stones,<br>the sky, the birds that make sense out of air.<br>But even in a telephone booth<br>evil can seep out of the receiver<br>and we must cover it with a mattress,<br>and then tear it from its roots<br>and bury it,<br>bury it.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345470" data-title="The Evil Seekers de Anne Sexton" data-description="We are born with luck which is to say with gold in our mouth. As new and smooth as a grape, as pure as a pond in Alaska, as good as the stem of a green bean- we are born and that ought to be enough, we ought to be able to carry on from that but on..."></div> </div> </div>

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