Adrienne Rich
Adrienne Rich
Adrienne Cecile Richwas an American poet, essayist and radical feminist. She was called "one of the most widely read and influential poets of the second half of the 20th century", and was credited with bringing "the oppression of women and lesbians to the forefront of poetic discourse."...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth16 May 1929
CityBaltimore, MD
CountryUnited States of America
maps treasure damage
The words are purposes./The words are maps./I came to see the damage that was done/and the treasures that prevail.
maps language
A language is a map of our failures
air america bring design face fire flag heart open seen slow stopped sucked true
Open Air Museum. Seen from a train, stopped / As by design, to bring us / Face to face with the flag of our true country: / Violet-yellow, black-violet, / Its heart sucked by slow fire / O my America / This then your desire?
daughter father creativity
It is the lesbian in us who is creative, for the dutiful daughter of the fathers in us is only a hack.
heart weather predictions
Weather abroad and weather in the heart alike come on Regardless of prediction.
art wall years
One line typed twenty years ago can be blazed on a wall in spraypaint to glorify art as detachment or torture of those we did not love but also did not want to kill.
writing knowledge long
I long to create something that can't be used to keep us passive: I want to write a script about plumbing, how every pipe is joined to every other.
life memories suspense
We 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.
life tools
A life I didn't choose chose me: even my tools are the wrong ones for what I have to do.
philosophy past wind
... if, as women, we accept a philosophy of history that asserts that women are by definition assimilated into the male universal,that we can understand our past through a male lens--if we are unaware that women even have a history--we live our lives similarly unanchored, drifting in response to a veering wind of myth and bias.
hope mean cities
What would it mean to live in a city whose people were changing each other's despair into hope?-- You yourself must change it.
writing white history
We have seen over and over that white male historians in general have tended to dismiss any history they didn't themselves write,on the grounds that it is unserious, unscholarly, a fad, too "political," "merely" oral and thus unreliable.
spiritual aquifers voice
... in a history of spiritual rupture, a social compact built on fantasy and collective secrets, poetry becomes more necessary than ever: it keeps the underground aquifers flowing; it is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.
notebook prayer memories
When the landscape buckles and jerks around, when a dust column of debris rises from the collapse of a block of buildings on bodies that could have been your own, when the staves of history fall awry and the barrel of time bursts apart, some turn to prayer, some to poetry: words in the memory, a stained book carried close to the body, the notebook scribbled by hand--a center of gravity.