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Grief held back from the lips wears at the heart; the drop that refused to join the river dried up in the dust.

Adrienne Rich

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
Each feminist work has tended to be received as if it emerged from nowhere; as if each one of us had lived, thought, and worked without any historical past or contextual present.
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Emerged Feminist Historical Justice Lived Past Present Received Tended Thinking Work
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
“What do we want from each other/ after we have told our stories?” Where do we go to explore our stake with others in such a society?
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Each Explore Other Society Stake Stories Want
A president cannot meaningfully honor certain token artists while the people at large are so dishonored.’”
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Artist Dishonoured Honor Legal People President
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
You have to be free to play around with the notion that day might be night, love might be hate; nothing can be too sacred for the imagination to turn into its opposite or to call experimentally by another name. For writing is re-naming.
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Free Hate Night Nothing Notion Play Sacred Writing
if we are unaware that women even have a history–we live our lives similarly unanchored, drifting in response to a veering wind of myth and bias.
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Bias Drifting History Male Myth Response Similarly Unanchored Unaware Veering Women
Poems are like dreams: in them you put what you don’t know you know.
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Dream Know Like Poem Put
Some turn to prayer, some to poetry: words in the memory, a stained book carried close to the body, the notebook scribbled by hand–a center of gravity.
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Body Book Carried Center Gravity Memory Poetry Prayer Some Stained Turn Varied
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
There is no ‘the truth,’ ‘a truth’–truth is not one thing, or even a system. It is an increasing complexity.
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Complexity Increasing One System Thing Truth
Motherhood, in the sense of an intense, reciprocal relationship with a particular child, or children, is one part of female process; it is not an identity for all time.
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Child Children Female Identity Intense Motherhood Process Reciprocal
To read as if your life depended on it would mean to let into your reading your beliefs, the swirl of your dreamlife, the physical sensations of your ordinary carnal life; and simultaneously.
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Belief Depended Dreamlife Intelligent Mean Multiple Choice Physical Reading Sensation Swirl
We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.
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Crippling Fever Love Loved Unlive
Young people know they are being betrayed by he mass electronic media. It caricatures them, caricatures others.
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Betrayed Caricature Electronic Mass Media Other People Target

Grief held back from the lips wears at the heart; the drop that refused to join the river dried up in the dust.

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