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206<br />

The Poetry of Anne Sexton<br />

<strong>home</strong>. The domesticity suggested by the kitchen implies that here, in<br />

this most ordinary and yet formally ritualized room, the most extraordinary<br />

human truths will emerge, in the midst of simple converse<br />

about the everyday matters of commonplace lives. In this respect, the<br />

kitchen and the asylum are perhaps closely related. Neither is Thebes<br />

or Corinth, but either may be the crossroads at which one kills one’s<br />

father, or the ceremonial place in which one marries one’s mother.<br />

And if you turn away<br />

because there is no lesson here<br />

I will hold my awkward bowl,<br />

with all its cracked stars shining<br />

like a complicated lie,<br />

and fasten a new skin around it<br />

as if I were dressing an orange<br />

or a strange sun.<br />

It is on this passage that Middlebrook bases her contention that<br />

tapping the head “produces ‘stars,’ signs radiant with significance,<br />

uniting sufferer and beholder despite the ‘glass bowl’ that shuts them<br />

off from other forms of contact.” 13 To that insight, I would add that<br />

the cracked stars resulting from tapping the bowl are yet another<br />

reflection of the cracked mirror in the asylum, that we all, in kitchens<br />

or madhouses, aim toward the same general human truths that shine<br />

differently in different lives. The speaker, under the critical scrutiny<br />

of the one who has “turned away,” must hold her bowl awkwardly,<br />

partially disarmed by the withdrawal of an invited commonality. The<br />

cracked stars shine “like a complicated lie,” Sexton’s acknowledgement<br />

that we each create our own story, are trapped within our own<br />

private perspectives in which we style and shape a truth that has as<br />

much of the necessary lie as of authenticity; the lie is “complicated”<br />

by our complicity in the egotistical desire to make ourselves, perhaps,<br />

the heroes of our stories. There is also a suggestion here, muted<br />

from reprimand into plea, that the stars will more likely constitute<br />

that “complicated lie,” that partial denial of the sought truth, if the<br />

invited other rejects the partnership by which a complicated truth<br />

might emerge: “And if you turn away . . .” When the fellow sufferer<br />

changes to the detached or disdainful observer, the speaker has no<br />

choice but to “fasten a new skin” around the bowl, an action which

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