The password is a flicker of an eyelash.
ADRIENNE RICHI’ve had to guess at her, sewing her skin together as I sew mine, though with a different stitch
More Adrienne Rich Quotes
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What I search for continuously in my art is adequate language, language I hope can stand beyond any particular occasion.
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What we see, we see and seeing is changing
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Or those who still believe that language is ‘only words’ and that an old language is good enough for our descriptions of the world we are trying to transform.
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Go back so far there is another language go back far enough the language is no longer personal.
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Waiting for children to grow up, or for the birth of a new child, or for menopause.
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We assume that politicians are without honor. We read their statements trying to crack the code. The scandals of their politics: not so much that men in high places lie, only that they do so with such indifference.
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Increasingly I think of poetry as a theatre of voices, not as coming from a single “I” or from any one position. I want to imagine voices different from my own.
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Abortion is violence; a deep, desperate violence inflicted by a woman upon, first of all, herself.
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Despair, when not the response to absolute physical and moral defeat is, like war, the failure of imagination.
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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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No one sleeps in this room without the dream of a common language.
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All new learning looks at first like chaos.
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Practicing till strengthand accuracy became one with the daringto leap into transcendence, take the chance of breaking down in the wild arpeggioor faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
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Pride is a tricky, glorious, double-edged feeling.
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The difficulty of saying I-a phrase from the East German novelist Christa Wolf. But once having said it, as we realize the necessity to go further, isn’t there a difficulty of saying ‘we’? You cannot speak for me.
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