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I am the androgyne, I am the living mind you fail to describe in your dead language the lost noun, the verb surviving only in the infinitive the letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child

Adrienne Rich

The will to change begins in the body, not in the mind.
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Begin Body Change Mind Will
Until we know the assumptions in which we are drenched, we cannot know ourselves.
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Assumption Drenched Know Ourselves Until
Show us to ourselves when we are outlawed or made invisible, remind us of beauty where no beauty seems possible, remind us of kinship where all is represented as separation.
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Beauty Invisible Made Outlawed Possible Remind Represented Seem Separation Show
Re-vision — the act of looking back, of seeing with fresh eyes, of entering an old text from a new critical direction – is for women more than a chapter in cultural history: it is an act of survival.
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Act Back Chapter Critical Direction Entering Eye Eyes Fresh History Looking Old Seeing Survival Text Vision Women
It is the lesbian in us who is creative, for the dutiful daughter of the fathers in us is only a hack.
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Creativity Daughter Father Hack Lesbian
I am uncomfortable with talking of poetry as a priestly profession, because I have little use for organized religions and priestly hierarchies. They have demoralized, persecuted, so many, including women, gays, non-believers.
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Gay Organized Poetry Priestly Profession Religion Talking Uncomfortable Use
Most of them, though not all, arewhite and male. But even as American society is unravelling, becoming more violent and punitive, wonderful political poetshave been emerging.
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Country Poets have Unravelling Violent Wonderful
A life I didn’t choose chose me: even my tools are the wrong ones for what I have to do.
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Choose Even Life One Tool Wrong
Poetry has always mattered, through human history, through all kinds of cultures, all kinds of violence and human desolation, as well as periods of great human affirmation.
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Affirmation Culture Desolation Great History Human Kind Magic Mattered People Period Through Violence
I began to feel heard in that movement. But it was because my voice was resonating with other voices.
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Began Feel Heard Movement Resonating Voice
A withdrawal from thinking in terms of social and collective values, needs and solutions. The consciousness-raising groups of the women’s movement, for instance, becoming “support-groups” or therapy groups.
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Collective Consciousness Need Solution Support Value Withdrawal
Sexist grammar burns into the brains of little girls and young women a message that the male is the norm, the standard, the central figure beside which we are all deviants.
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Brain Burn Deviant Girl Grammar Men Message Norm Standard Thinking Young
But can you imagine how some of them were envying you your freedom to work, to think, to travel, to enter a room as yourself, not as some child’s mother or some man’s wife?
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Children Enter Freedom Man Mother Room Think Travel Wife Work
The most notable fact that our culture imprints on women is a sense of our limits.
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Culture Fact Important Imprint Limit Notable Sense
When we look closely, or when we become weavers, we learn of the tiny multiple threads unseen in the overall pattern, the knots on the underside of the carpet
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Carpet Closely Look Multiple Threads Tiny Underside Unseen Weaver
The unconscious wants truth. It ceases to speak to those who want something else more than truth.
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Cease More Something Speak Truth Unconscious Want

I am the androgyne, I am the living mind you fail to describe in your dead language the lost noun, the verb surviving only in the infinitive the letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child

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I am the androgyne, I am the living mind you fail to describe in your dead language the lost noun, the verb surviving only in the infinitive the letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child

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