I don't trust them but I'm learning to use them.

Adrienne Rich

Adrienne Rich

Profession: Poet
Nationality: American

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The serious revolutionary, like the serious artist, can't afford to lead a sentimental or self-deceiving life.

We are not supposed to go down into the darkness of the core. Yet, if we can risk it, the something born of that nothing is the beginning of truth.

There are ways of thinking that we don't know about. Nothing could be more important or precious than that knowledge, however unborn. The sense of urgency, the spiritual restlessness it engenders, cannot be appeased ... —Susan Son tag, Styles of Radical Will.

There is always an unspeakable where, perhaps, the nucleus of the living relation between the poem and the world resides.

The connections between and among women are the most feared, the most problematic, and the most potentially transforming force on the planet.

Let me be, always the connoisseur of your perfection.

The living, politicized woman claims to be a person whether she is attached to a family or not, whether she is attached to a man or not, whether she is a mother or not.

I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons.

It is always what is under pressure in us, especially under pressure of concealment--that explodes in poetry.

A language is a map of our failures.

I know you are reading this poem through your failing sight, the thick lens enlarging these letters beyond all meaning yet you read on because even the alphabet is precious.

Theory -the seeing of patterns, showing the forest as well as the trees- theory can be a dew that rises from earth and collects in the rain cloud and returns to earth over and over. But if it doesn't smell of the earth, it isn't good for earth. -Notes Toward a Politics of Location.

My heart is moved by all I cannot save: so much has been destroyed I have to cast my lot with those who age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world.

Poems are like dreams: in them you put what you don't know you know.