Friday, April 27, 2012

Frenzy by Anne Sexton

My garden gnome, Benny, watering the flowers.

By Anne Sexton

I am not lazy.
I am on the amphetamine of the soul.
I am, each day,
typing out the God
my typewriter believes in.
Very quick. Very intense,
like a wolf at a live heart.
Not lazy.
When a lazy man, they say,
looks toward heaven,
the angels close the windows.

Oh angels,
keep the windows open
so that I may reach in
and steal each object,
objects that tell me the sea is not dying,
objects that tell me the dirt has a life-wish,
that the Christ who walked for me,
walked on true ground
and that this frenzy,
like bees stinging the heart all morning,
will keep the angels
with their windows open,
wide as an English bathtub.


"Rock, paper, scissors, lizard, Spock."  ~Big Bang Theory


"A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman." ~Wallace Stevens


Kelly said...

Your little garden gnome is so cheery and cute!!

Ben Ditty said...

It's named Benny?? How appropriate :-D

Serena said...

Benny's adorable! I like the poem, too. The title particularly speaks to me since I've been in a bit of a frenzy lately.