Where It Was At Back Then
Read 'Where It Was At Back Then' by 'Anne Sexton' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Where It Was At Back Then by Anne Sexton
Husband,
last night I dreamt
they cut off your hands and feet.
Husband,
you whispered to me,
Now we are both incomplete.
Husband,
I held all four
in my arms like sons and daughters.
Husband,
I bent slowly down
and washed them in magical waters.
Husband,
I placed each one
where it belonged on you.
"A miracle,"
you said and we laughed
the laugh of the well-to-do.
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