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I think of poetry as something out there in the world and within each of us. I don’t mean that everyone can write poetry – it’s an art, a craft.

Adrienne Rich

If we had time and no money, living by our wits, what story would you tell?
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Living Money No Stories Tell Wit
The liar often suffers from amnesia. Amnesia is the silence of the unconscious.
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Amnesia Liar Lying Silence Suffer Unconscious
To “see the light” too often has meant rejecting the treasures found in darkness.
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Darkness Found Light Rejecting Treasure
The impulse to create begins – often terribly and fearfully – in a tunnel of silence.
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Create Fearfully Impulse Real Silence Terribly Tunnel Voice
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 mother’s battle for her child with sickness, with poverty, with war, with all the forces of exploitation and callousness that cheapen human life needs to become a common human battle, waged in love and in the passion for survival.
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Batter Callousness Child Children Exploitation Force Mother Poverty Sickness War
When men – insofar as they are embodiments of the patriarchal idea – have become dangerous to children and other living things, themselves included
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Children Dangerous Embodiment Idea Loving Man Other Patriarchal Themselves
I long to create something that can’t be used to keep us passive: I want to write a script about plumbing, how every pipe is joined to every other.
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Create Every Joined Keep Knowledge Long Passive Pipe Plumbing Script Something Used Writing
It is the thirtieth of May, the thirtieth of November, a beginning or an end, we are moving into the solstice and there is so much here I still do not understand.
ADRIENNE RICH

Beginning End May Moving November Solistice
There is no ‘the truth’,’a truth’ – truth is not one thing, or even a system. It is an increasing complexity. the pattern of the carpet is a surface.
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Carpet Complexity Incraeding Look Pattern Surface System Truth Unseen
Strangers are an endangered species.
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Endangered Species Stranger
Spaces within a line, double colons, slashes, are indications of pause, of breath, of urgency, they are not metrically exact as in a musical notation but they serve (I hope) to make the reader think about the sound of the poem.
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Breath Colon Double Indication Metrically Musical Notation Pause Slash Sound Space Urgency
Heterosexuality has been forcibly and subliminally imposed on women. Yet everywhere women have resisted it, often at the cost of physical torture, imprisonment, psychosurgery, social ostracism, and extreme poverty.
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Cost Forcibly Heterosexuality Imposed Poverty Subliminally Woman
To work and suffer is to be at home. All else is scenery.
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Home Scenery Suffer Suffering
I soon began to sense a fundamental perceptual difficulty among male scholars (and some female ones) for which ‘sexism’ is too facile a term. It is really an intellectual defect, which might be termed ‘patrivincialism’ or patrochialism.
ADRIENNE RICH

Difficulty Fundamental Intellectual Men Patrivincialism Patrochialism Perceptual Real Sexism
Or those who still believe that language is ‘only words’ and that an old language is good enough for our descriptions of the world we are trying to transform.
ADRIENNE RICH

Believe Description Language Old Transform

I think of poetry as something out there in the world and within each of us. I don’t mean that everyone can write poetry – it’s an art, a craft.

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