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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345518" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What's That</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before it came inside <br>I had watched it from my kitchen window, <br>watched it swell like a new balloon, <br>watched it slump and then divide, <br>like something I know I know - <br>a broken pear or two halves of the moon, <br>or round white plates floating nowhere <br>or fat hands waving in the summer air <br>until they fold together like a fist or a knee. <br>After that it came to my door. Now it lives here. <br>And of course: it is a soft sound, soft as a seal's ear <br>that was caught between a shape and a shape and then returned to me. <br>You know how parents call <br>from sweet beaches anywhere, <br>come in come in<br>, <br>and how you sank under water to put out <br>the sound, or how one of them touched in the hall <br>at night: the rustle and the skin <br>you couldn't know, but heard, the stout <br>slap of tides and the dog snoring. It's here <br>now, caught back from time in my adult year - <br>the image we did forget: the cranking shells on our feet <br>or the swing of the spoon in soup. It is real <br>as splinters stuck in your ear. The noise we steal <br>is half a bell. And outside cars whisk by on the suburban street <br>and are there and are true. <br>What else is this, this intricate shape of air? <br>calling me, calling you.</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=345518" data-title="What's That de Anne Sexton" data-description="Before it came inside I had watched it from my kitchen window, watched it swell like a new balloon, watched it slump and then divide, like something I know I know - a broken pear or two halves of the moon, or round white plates floating nowh..."></div> </div> </div>
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