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Women’s art, though created in solitude, wells up out of community.

Adrienne Rich

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.
ADRIENNE RICH

Across Chalkboard Depended Dream Dredged Life Memories Public Sieved Word Writing
False history gets made all day, any day, the truth of the new is never on the news False history gets written every day … the lesbian archaeologist watches herself sifting her own life out from the shards she’s piecing, asking the clay all questions but her own.
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Clay Day Every False History Watches Written
The password is a flicker of an eyelash.
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Eyelash Eyelashes Flicker Password
Every poem breaks a silence that had to be overcome.
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Break Overcome Overcoming Poem Silence
What I believe in and what my government represents are not the same thing.
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Believe Government Represent Same Thing
The word revolution itself has become not only a dead relic of Leftism, but a key to the deadendedness of male politics.
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Arctic Deaadnededness Dead Doors Key Leftism Male Politics Revolution Tolerance Word
How shall we ever make the world intelligent of our movement? I do not think that the answer lies in trying to render feminism easy, popular, and instantly gratifying.
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Feminism Intelligent Lying Movement Render Thinking Trying
What it is like to live in another skin, what it is like to live in another body, and in that sense to surpass ourselves, to go out beyond ourselves.
ADRIENNE RICH

Another Body Live Ourselves Sense Skin Surpass
The unconscious wants truth. It ceases to speak to those who want something else more than truth.
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Cease More Something Speak Truth Unconscious Want
All new learning looks at first like chaos.
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Chaos First Learning Look New
Sometimes I seem to myself, in my feelings toward these tiny guiltless beings, a monster of selfishness and intolerance.
ADRIENNE RICH

Feeling Guileless Intolerance Myself Selfishness Sometimes
Motherhood is the great mesh in which all human relations are entangled, in which lurk our most elemental assumptions about love and power.
ADRIENNE RICH

Assumption Elemental Entangled Lurk Mesh Motherhood Relation
A language is a map of our failures.
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Failure Language Map
I am a feminist because I feel endangered, psychically and physically, by this society and because I believe that the women’s movement is saying that we have come to an edge of history.
ADRIENNE RICH

Bad Ass Believe Children Endangered Feminist Physically Society
Even where love has run thin the child’s soul musters strength… the rush of purpose to make a life worth living past abandonment building the layers up again over the torn hole.
ADRIENNE RICH

Children Love Loving Past Purpose Run Running Rush Soul Worth
We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.
ADRIENNE RICH

Crippling Fever Love Loved Unlive

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