Said The Poet To The Analyst Lyrics & Chords By Anne Sexton

Twas Brillig and the slithy Toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe, All mimsy were the borogoves And the momeraths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite,...read more

When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay ...read more

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the...read more

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was Green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb ...read more

After you finish your work After you do your day After you've read your reading After you've written your say — You go down the street to the hot dog stand, One block down...read more