Wanting to Die BY ANNE SEXTON Since you ask, most days I cannot remember. I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage. Then the almost unnameable lust returns. Even then I have nothing against life. I know well the…devamı
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“…Then she compares carpenters who always ask which tool to use rather than asking why to build at first place,…devamı“…Then she compares carpenters who always ask which tool to use rather than asking why to build at first place, to her desire of suicide; she only cares about how to make her death perfect rather than asking why she wants to die at the first place. This takes me to Anne sexton’s obsession with dying perfectly; she admitted once after Sylvia Plath’s death:
‘I don’t want to die in some hospital – or something I’m afraid of. I’m so fascinated with Sylvia’s death: the idea of dying perfect, certainly not mutilated; virginity is unmutilated, not yet spoiled . . . I’d rather die than have a breast removed – talk about mutilation! By then time they were done with my mother – or life was done with my mother or Nana! My father had this thing about perfection, physical perfection that is – Sleeping Beauty remained perfect’”
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