The revolution of a wheel which returns in the end to the same place; the revolving door of a politics which has liberated women only to use them, and only within the limits of male tolerance.
ADRIENNE RICHThe revolution of a wheel which returns in the end to the same place; the revolving door of a politics which has liberated women only to use them, and only within the limits of male tolerance.
ADRIENNE RICHPoetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.
ADRIENNE RICHIt requires enormous commitment like any art. But there’s a core of desire in each of us and poetry goes to and comes from that core. It’s the social, economic, institutional gap that makes it difficult.
ADRIENNE RICHThe impulse to create begins – often terribly and fearfully – in a tunnel of silence.
ADRIENNE RICHCan you remember? when we thought the poets taught how to live?
ADRIENNE RICHThe so-called multiple-choice examination sheet with the number 2 pencil to mark one choice and one choice only?
ADRIENNE RICHA president cannot meaningfully honor certain token artists while the people at large are so dishonored.’”
ADRIENNE RICHI don’t think we can separate art from overall human dignity and hope.
ADRIENNE RICHThe kind of poetry that interests me is intellectual and moral and political and sexual and sensual – all of that fermenting together.
ADRIENNE RICHYoung people know they are being betrayed by he mass electronic media. It caricatures them, caricatures others.
ADRIENNE RICHWe 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.
ADRIENNE RICHThe password is a flicker of an eyelash.
ADRIENNE RICHExperience is always larger than language.
ADRIENNE RICHPoetry can open locked chambers of possibiity, restore numbed zones to feeling, recharge desire.
ADRIENNE RICHOnly to have a grief equal to all these tears!
ADRIENNE RICHWhite hate crimes, white hate speech. I still try to claim I wasn’t brought up to hate. But hate isn’t the half of it. I grew up in the vast encircling presumption of whiteness.
ADRIENNE RICH