Anne Sexton

Anne Sexton began to write poetry in 1957 after watching a half-hour show on educational television entitled "How to Write a Sonnet." Her first encouragements came from her psychiatrist (she was terminally insane) and from Robert Lowell, who taught both her and Sylvia Plath in his Boston University poetry workshop.
Bad company.
She won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1967

This is her signature poem, My Kind, published in her first book of poems, To Bedlam and Part Way Back, in 1960:

I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.