A book of poems doesn’t just come out by chance, an editor has to select it, a publisher has to distribute it or you will never see it.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. (I make up this strange, angry packet for you, threaded with love.) I think you thought there was no such place for you, and perhaps there was none then.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich 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.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich Only to have a grief equal to all these tears!
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich Most women have not even been able to touch this anger, except to drive it inward like a rusted nail.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich Since men are loyal at least to their own world-view, their laws of brotherhood and self-interest.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich The word revolution itself has become not only a dead relic of Leftism, but a key to the deadendedness of male politics.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich Can you remember? when we thought the poets taught how to live?
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich 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.
Adrienne RichAdrienne Rich We’re toxic to each other. And maybe that’s why we love each other.
Norah RoseNorah Rose Maybe I should just let myself feel to the point that I don’t feel anything. It’s the game of feelings, I think it’s time to play with my own.
Astha SrivastavaAstha Srivastava Choosing yourself should not be an option, It should be a decision.
Aradhna S BirenAradhna S Biren I lost parts of me when I split into two and most of those pieces seeped into you.
TMCTMC Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
M.K. StandbyM.K. Standby I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.
Alma-May NoaAlma-May Noa
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