Until we know the assumptions in which we are drenched, we cannot know ourselves..

We can count on so few people to go that hard way with us..

We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever..

I think of poetry as something out there in the world and within each of us. I don't mean that everyone can write poetry - it's an art, a craft, it r….

Abortion is violence; a deep, desperate violence inflicted by a woman upon, first of all, herself..

How shall we ever make the world intelligent of our movement? I do not think that the answer lies in trying to render feminism easy, popular, and ins….

No one sleeps in this room without the dream of a common language..

I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all the extraneous delights should be withheld or offered only at a price I cannot….

In 1945, just at the end of World War II, the American poet Muriel Rukeyser wrote a remarkable book called The Life of Poetry. In it she says that on….

Poetry is above all a concentration of the power of language, which is the power of our ultimate relationship to everything in the universe..

No woman is really an insider in the institutions fathered by masculine consciousness..

No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees, sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air, dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding, our an….

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..

Your mind now, moldering like wedding-cake, heavy with useless experience, rich with suspicion, rumour, fantasy, crumbling to pieces under the knife-….

A decade of cutting away dead flesh, cauterizing old scars ripped open over and over and still it is not enough..

motherhood is the great mesh in which all human relations are entangled, in which lurk our most elemental assumptions about love and power..

Only where there is language is there world..

Lesbian existence comprises both the breaking of a taboo and the rejection of a compulsory way of life. It is also a direct or indirect attack on the….

But nothing less than the most radical imagination will carry us beyond this place, beyond the mere struggle for survival, to that lucid recognition ….

To write as if your life depended on it; to write across the chalkboard, putting up there in public the words you have dredged; sieved up in dreams, ….

and I ask myself and you, which of our visions will claim us which will we claim how will we go on living how will we touch, what will we know what w….