We assume that politicians are without honor. We read their statements trying to crack the code. The scandals of their politics: not so much that men in high places lie, only that they do so with such indifference.
ADRIENNE RICHI think many poets, including myself, write both for the voice and for the page. I certainly write for the person alone in the library, who pulls down a book and it opens to a poem. I am also very conscious of what it means to read these poems aloud.
More Adrienne Rich Quotes
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Poetry reaches into places in us that we are suppose to ignore or mistrust, that are perceived as subversive or non-useful, in what is fast becoming known as global culture.
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The mind’s passion is all for singling out. Obscurity has another tale to tell.
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It is part of our refusal of the self-destructiveness of male-dominated society.
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I’ve had to guess at her, sewing her skin together as I sew mine, though with a different stitch
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Since men are loyal at least to their own world-view, their laws of brotherhood and self-interest.
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There is nothing revolutionary whatsoever about the control of women’s bodies by men.
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I came to explore the wreck.
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If we had time and no money, living by our wits, what story would you tell?
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TV has created a kind of false collectivity.
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The dialectic between change and continuity is a painful but deeply instructive one, in personal life as in the life of a people.
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The will to change begins in the body, not in the mind.
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For now, poetry has the capacity – in its own ways and by its own means – to remind us of something we are forbidden to see.
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A patriot is one who wrestles for the soul of her country as she wrestles for her own being.
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What I’m finding is that in our increasingly dysfunctional U.S. society, marvelous poetry is being written – out of and amid the dysfunction.
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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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