This week Anne seems to be reinforcing a notion that is not new to me but one that I still neglect (perhaps intentionally) to adhere to often enough in my writing.
In reading some of Sexton's poems from her book
Transformations again, I see a poet (artist) stretching her work in what I must presume to be beyond a comfort level. Sexton is not at this point in her life new to taking her work into what would surely be uncomfortable zones for most people, but for example in
Rapunzel she approaches the poem in what for 1970 must surely have been a most difficult light to offer to the general public to read. She writes:
"A woman / who loves a woman / is forever young...
they would play rummy / or lie on the couch / and touch and touch / old breast against young breast"
In a September 22, 1970 letter to her agent Claire Degener, Anne speaks of two of the Transformation poems (Rapunzel and Sleeping Beauty) as her best. She tells Claire they have been turned down by the
New Yorker. Of course I could only be surmising if I suggested the
New Yorker found the poems to have pushed the envelope a little too far for the time. There could have been any of a number of other reasons that they were not picked up by the magazine, but Sexton was no stranger to them. Sexton had no less they 21 poems published by them making her a bit of a
New Yorker hog!
Transformations was published the following year - 1971. Even a writer familiar with and critical of the work prior to publication came around and decided he had over reacted to it.
Transformations went on to become highly acclaimed in spite of taboo subjects.
Was Sexton brave or simply not at all concerned about public perception? Did she truly have the discipline as a writer to not self censor? Whatever the answer is, the fact remains that her body of work exhibits a willingness to take her writing to places that most would intentionally back away from. And to her credit, Sexton has to be viewed as a significantly influential poet of her time.
Her lesson here...
You've heard if form others coaching you.. don't let fear dictate what you might have written, move past your comfort zone.
Dead Poet Mentoring Series:
Part One - My Selection
Part Two - Anne Sexton From Beyond
It's that time again. Time to head to the confessional... Dear Reader~ It's been one week since my last confession. One week more work then I care to recount, so much rain that I could hear my grass growing, nights with the furnace on followed by air conditioning... it's all very exasperating. 
and it dealt with how people handle change or disruption. 
This week I've continued to be in communication with my dead poet mentor. Our communication has taken on several forms. The most common has been to speak to me through her poems. Let me explain what this has looked like. As I've read through various of Sexton's works this week some have been worthwhile reads but have not elicited any remarkable internal reactions. On other occasions however, I've been prompted to consider fresh ideas on which to draw from in writing. I'm not talking about writing on the same subject as the poem in question, but rather drawing upon an image I'm finding within her words or seeing something that has taken me back to some experience of my own from the past that I'm seeing - unfold in some freshly developing language that I believe will carry over at some point into my writing. 
