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Poetry is above all a concentration of the power of language, which is the power of our ultimate relationship to everything in the universe.

Adrienne Rich

To work and suffer is to be at home. All else is scenery.
ADRIENNE RICH

Home Scenery Suffer Suffering
I 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.
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Alone Book Both Certainly Conscious Library Mean Page Person Poem Poet Voice Writing
Made difficult-to-come-by, whatever is buried in the memory by the collapse of meaning under an inadequate or lying language – this will become, not merely unspoken, but unspeakable.
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Buried Collapse Difficult Inadequate Memory Merely Unspeakable Unspoken
Your mind now, moldering like wedding-cake, heavy with useless experience, rich with suspicion, rumour, fantasy, crumbling to pieces under the knife-edge of mere fact. In the prime of your life.
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Cake Crumbling Experience Fantasy Knives Life Mind Moldering Prime Rich Rumour Suspicious Useless Wedding
It’s exhilarating to be alive in a time of awakening consciousness; it can also be confusing, disorienting, and painful.
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Alive Awakening Confusing Consciousness Disorienting Exhilarating Inspirational Pain Painful Time
No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees, sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air, dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding, our animal passion rooted in the city.
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Air Animal Blazing Budding City Dappled Exuberantly Imagined Passion Scar Sulfuric Sycamores Tree
The words are purposes./The words are maps./I came to see the damage that was done/and the treasures that prevail.
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Damage Done Map Prevail Purpose Treasure Word
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
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
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
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
We see daily that our lives are terrible and little, without continuity, buyable and salable at any moment, mere blips on a screen, that this is the way we live now. Memory marketed as nostalgia; terror reduced to mere suspense, to melodrama.
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Buyable Life Live Melodrama Memories Nostalgia Salablem Blip Screen Suspense Terrible Terror Way
If you teach, you see this is not true. It may be that newer generations do not worship the text as some of their elders do.
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Been Compared Elder Generation Teach Worship
This is one of the ways in which women’s work and thinking has been made to seem sporadic, errant, orphaned of any tradition of its own.
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Errant One Orphaned Own Seem Sporadic Thinking Tradition Way Women Work
We have no familiar, ready-made name for a woman who defines herself, by choice, neither in relation to children nor to men, who is self-identified, who has chosen herself.
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Chosen Enter Envying Freedom Herself Identifies Imagine Room Think
I choose to love this time for once with all my intelligence -from “Splittings
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Choose Intelligence Love Splitting Time

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