The interview took place over three days in the middle of August 1968. When asked about dates of publications or other events, Anne Sexton kept saying, “Let me think, I want this to be accurate,” and she’d use the births of her children as reference dates to chronicle the event in question. Sometimes her distinctions between real and imagined life blurred, as in scenes from Pirandello. Often, her answers sounded like incantations, repetitious chants that, if pared down, would lose something of their implications, and so, for the most part, they are preserved in their entirety. Even when replying from written notes, she read with all the inflections and intonations of—as she described her readings—“an actress in her own autobiographical play.”