The Loneliness of A Women - Anne Sexton

Lone melodic phrasess of A Woman\nThere argon triad distinct ideas in the triplet stanzas of Anne sextons Her Kind.  By analyzing the freshman stanza as a stay of gruesomeness, the second as a stage of searching for a sense of composure, and the third and break d profess-place being a truly personal realization, it becomes evident who our verbalizer unit really is. Sexton expresses her poem through an ABABCBC pattern, which is different then your normal six or eight line stanzas and is instead seven. At the end of the three stanzas, she uses repetition to get her berth across and to give a more personal odor to what she is aphorism. She says, I dupe been her gentle (7,14,21) and this is her relating herself back to eitherthing she is talking intimately in the poem. She changes the second to last line in every stanza but only a little to summarize what she was saying in that specific stanza. That figure outs those three lines \nThe original stanza straight fr om the bring forth gives off a no-account feeling as you exhibit it. Our speaker calls herself a feature enchant/haunting the bleak air  (1-2) and by this she path she holds shes kind of wild or going crazy and the witch is more a symbolization of fantasm because when people think of witches they think of dark and lonely creatures. The second line well(p) adds to the creepiness and darkness the witch brings. unforgiving air just sounds dark and cold. Also she seems lonely as shes losing her mind because in line 5 she says, lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out(a) of my mind (5), which could definitely make someone go crazy if they are alone a lot. Then we come to the concluding two lines in the first stanza, which conclude and confirm that our speaker doesnt think she is right in her mind. They read, A women like that is not a women, quite./ I have been her kind  (6-7). Here Sexton summarizes what the main point of the stanza is by saying that this isnt how a wome n should be or how she should act, which in its own way is her own darkness inside, her...