Whereever a poet is born enduring depends on the frailest of chances: Who listened to your murmuring over your little rubbish who let you be who gave you the books who let you know you were not alone
A thinking woman sleeps with monsters.
The mind's passion is all for singling out. Obscurity has another tale to tell.
The connections between and among women are the most feared, the most problematic, and the most potentially transforming force on the planet.
At twenty, I implicitly dissociated poetry from politics.
The repossession by women of our bodies will bring far more essential change to human society than the seizing of the means of production by workers.
