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When my dreams showed signs of becoming politically correct no unruly images escaping beyond borders … then I began to wonder

Adrienne Rich

To write as if your life depended on it; to write across the chalkboard, putting up there in public the words you have dredged; sieved up in dreams, from behind screen memories, out of silence– words you have dreaded and needed in order to know you exist.
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Across Chalkboard Depended Dream Dredged Life Memories Public Sieved Word Writing
It takes some strength of soul–and not just individual strength, but collective understanding–to resist this void, this nonbeing, into which are thrust, and to stand up, demanding to be seen and heard.
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Demanding Individual Nonbeing Resist Strength Void
It’s been associated with the power of the word, with the sacred, with magic and transformation, with the oral narratives that help a people cohere.
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Choice People Power Sacred Transformation
In a history of spiritual rupture, a social compact built on fantasy and collective secrets, poetry becomes more necessary than ever: it keeps the underground aquifers flowing; it is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.
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Aquifer Collective History Rupture Secret Spiritual Voice
A revolutionary poem will not tell you who or when to kill, what and when to burn, or even how to theorize. It reminds you… where and when and how you are living and might live, it is a wick of desire.
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Burn Desire Kill Living might Poem Remind Revolutionary Theorize Wick
The marriage-resisting women silk workers of pre-Revolutionary China, the millions of widows, midwives, and the women healers tortured and burned as witches for three centuries in Europe.
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Centuries Country Marriage Revolution Witch Worker
and I ask myself and you, which of our visions will claim us which will we claim how will we go on living how will we touch, what will we know what will we say to each other.
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Aak Claim Goes Myself On Touch Vision
Love, our subject: we’ve trained it like ivy to our walls.
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Love Subject Trained Wall
Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.
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Liquid Poetry Stone Voice Wear Writing
There is already a gap between those with education and those without. Those with educational privilege can be seen as arrogant, remote, alien – and very often they believe themselves superior.
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Alien Believe Education Educational Gap Privilege Remote Superior
There is, clearly, both enormous hunger for the work thus being diffused, and an explosion of creative energy, bursting through the coercive choicelessness of the system on whose boundaries we are working.
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Artist Boundaries Bursting Channel Choiceless Creative Enormous Hunger Merely System Working
A knowledge that is subliminal, subversive, preverbal: the knowledge flowing between two alike bodies, one of which has spent nine months inside the other.
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Between Bodies Inside Knowledge Month Preverbal Subliminal Subversive
Practicing till strengthand accuracy became one with the daringto leap into transcendence, take the chance of breaking down in the wild arpeggioor faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
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Accuracy Arpeggioor Breaking Chance Daring Down Faulting Fugue Leap Practising Sentence Strnghland Transcendence
That’s why I want to speak to you now. To say: no person, trying to take responsibility for her or his identity, should have to be so alone.
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Alone Identity Now Person Responsibility Speak Take Thinking Trying Warrior
If poetry ceased to exist, it would immediately be reinvented on that same day.
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Ceased Day Exist Immediately Poetry Reinvented Same
Motherhood is the great mesh in which all human relations are entangled, in which lurk our most elemental assumptions about love and power.
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Assumption Elemental Entangled Lurk Mesh Motherhood Relation

When my dreams showed signs of becoming politically correct no unruly images escaping beyond borders … then I began to wonder

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