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A revolutionary poem will not tell you who or when to kill, what and when to burn, or even how to theorize. It reminds you… where and when and how you are living and might live, it is a wick of desire.

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No one sleeps in this room without the dream of a common language.
ADRIENNE RICH

Common Dream Language Room Sleep
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

Dried Drop Dust Grief Heart Lip Refused River Wear
I’d call it love if love didn’t take so many years but lust too is a jewel.
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Call Jewels Love Sex Tale Year
Our thinking and feeling are still running in the old cycles, our process may be ‘revolutionary’ but not transformative.
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Cycle Feeling Process Revolutionary Running Still Thinking Transformative
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.
ADRIENNE RICH

Cake Crumbling Experience Fantasy Knives Life Mind Moldering Prime Rich Rumour Suspicious Useless Wedding
I am always interested in the ways of scoring the sound of the poem, especially a poem with long lines.
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Bridges Especially Interested Line Long Poem Scoring Space Thinking
The so-called multiple-choice examination sheet with the number 2 pencil to mark one choice and one choice only?
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Choice Examination Multiple Number Pencil Sheet
Nothing could have prepared me for the realization that I was a mother … when I knew I was still in a state of uncreation myself.
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Knew Mother Nothing Prepared Realization State Uncertain
Passion for survival is the great theme of women’s poetry.
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Great Passion Poetry Survival Theme Women
It’s as if, in the mother’s eyes, her smile, her stroking touch, the child first reads the message:’You are there!’
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Children Day Eye Message Mothers Smile Stroking Read Touch
To work and suffer is to be at home. All else is scenery.
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Home Scenery Suffer Suffering
Despair, when not the response to absolute physical and moral defeat is, like war, the failure of imagination.
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Absolute Confusion Defeat Despair Failure Imagination Physical Response War
Poetry can open locked chambers of possibiity, restore numbed zones to feeling, recharge desire.
ADRIENNE RICH

Chamber Desire Feeling Locked Poetry Possibility Recharge Zone
When one woman tells her truth, it makes a space for other women to tell their truths.
ADRIENNE RICH

Healing Making One Space Tell Truth Woman
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.
ADRIENNE RICH

Change History Make Perhaps Suffering
An honorable human relationship … is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other.
ADRIENNE RICH

Delicate Honorable Human Involved Person Process Relationship Terrifying Truth Violent

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