It was as if a morning-glory had bloomed in her throat, and all that blue and small pollen ate into my heart, violent and religious
Interpretation
This quote conveys the intense and transformative power of love and desire.
Anne Sexton's evocative imagery in this quote illustrates how love can blossom unexpectedly, much like a morning-glory flower. The metaphor of the flower blooming in one's throat signifies the deep emotional expression of love, while the blue pollen eating into the heart represents its consuming and sacred nature, capturing the profound impact love can have on one's identity and emotions.
In practice
This quote could be used in a romantic speech to express deep feelings.
The Witch's Life" When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day she peered from her second story window from behind the wrinkled curtains and sometimes she would open the window and yell: Get out of my life! She had hair like kelp and a voice like a boulder. I think of her sometimes now and wonder if I am becoming her.
Do you like me?” No answer. Silence bounced, fell off his tongue and sat between us and clogged my throat. It slaughtered my trust. It tore cigarettes out of my mouth. We exchanged blind words, and I did not cry, I did not beg, but blackness filled my ears, blackness lunged in my heart, and something that had been good, a sort of kindly oxygen, turned into a gas oven.
Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone.
Abundance is scooped from abundance yet abundance remains.
I find now, swallowing one teaspoon of pain, that it drops downward to the past where it mixes with last year’s cupful and downward into a decade’s quart and downward into a lifetime’s ocean. I alternate treading water and deadman’s float.
I am your dwarf. I am the enemy within. I am the boss of your dreams. See. Your hand shakes. It is not palsy or booze. It is your Doppelganger trying to get out. Beware...Beware...
Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
There are wonders in true affection. It is a body of enigmas, mysteries, and riddles, wherein two so become one, as they both become two.
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.
Love transcends international boundaries. It heals the wounds of racial hatred, prejudice, bigotry and ignorance.
Love knows that nothing is ever needed but more love. It is what we all do with our hearts that affects others most deeply. It is not the movements of our body or the words within our minds that transmit love. We love from heart to heart.
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