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The ocean, whose tides respond, like women’s menses, to the pull of the moon, the ocean which corresponds to the amniotic fluid in which human life begins.

Adrienne Rich

The assumption that women are a subgroup, that men’s culture is the ‘real’ world, that patriarchy is equivalent to culture and culture to patriarchy, that the ‘great’ or ‘liberalizing’ periods of history have been the same for women as for men.
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Assumption Culture Men Patriarchy Real Subgroup Women World
We are, none of us, ‘either’ mothers or daughters; to our amazement, confusion, and greater complexity, we are both.
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Amazement Both Complexity Confusion Daughter Mother
The women’s movement appeared at a very crucial moment in my life. There was a whole political movement asking such questions and others I had never asked.
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Apparated Asking Crucial Movement Political Voice Women
If, as women, we accept a philosophy of history that asserts that women are by definition assimilated into the male universal,that we can understand our past through a male lens.
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Accept Assert Assimilated Definition History Male Past Philosophy Universe Wind Women
I believe that words can help us move or keep us paralyzed, and that our choices of language and verbal tone have something – a great deal – to do with how we live our lives.
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Believe Choice Deal Inspirational Keep Language Live Moving Paralyzed Something
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.
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Beginning End May Moving November Solistice
We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.
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Crippling Fever Love Loved Unlive
Increasingly I think of poetry as a theatre of voices, not as coming from a single “I” or from any one position. I want to imagine voices different from my own.
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Coming Imagine Increasingly Poetry Position Theatre Thinking Voice
What kind of beast would turn its life into words?
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Beast Kind Life Turn
There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. (I make up this strange, angry packet for you, threaded with love.) I think you thought there was no such place for you, and perhaps there was none then.
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Among Counted Down Must None Perhaps Sit Weep
Behind all art is an element of desire…Love of life, of existence, love of another human being, love of human beings is in some way behind all art.
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Another Art Being Desire Element Existence Grief Human Life Love
It is not really about them though it targets them as consumers.
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Consumer Really Target Though
I don’t think we can separate art from overall human dignity and hope.
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Art Dignity Hope Overall Thinking
I guess what concerns me always is the need for a field, a rich compost, for any art to flourish. But however isolate or unheard you may feel, if you have the need to write poetry, are compelled to write it, you go on, whether there is resonance or not.
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Art Compost Concern Feel Field Flourish Guess Isolate Need Rich Unheard Writing
And perhaps there is none now; but we will have to make it, we who want an end to suffering, who want to change the laws of history, if we are not to give ourselves away.
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Change History Make Perhaps Suffering
The difficulty of saying I-a phrase from the East German novelist Christa Wolf. But once having said it, as we realize the necessity to go further, isn’t there a difficulty of saying ‘we’? You cannot speak for me.
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Country Difficulty Further Movement Novelist People Phrases Realize Two Wolf

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