Verse explorations of woman-to-woman relationships and encounters, both physical and spiritual, underscore the need for women to find one another for survival and for the transformation of social institutions.
The Dream of a Common Language explores the contours of a womans heart and mind in language for everybodylanguage whose plainness, laughter, questions and nobility everyone can respond to. . . . No one is writing better or more needed verse than this.Boston Evening Globe
Certain lines had become like incantations to me, words Id chanted to myself through sorrow and confusion Cheryl Strayed, Wild
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"The Dream of a Common Language explores the contours of a woman's heart and mind in language for everybody - language whose plainness, laughter, questions and nobility everyone can respond to... No one is writing better or more needed verse than this." Boston Evening Globe
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Short-listed for National Book Critics Circle Award 1978.
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Phantasia for Elvira Shatayev |
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Origins and History of Consciousness |
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I Wherever in this city, screens flicker |
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II I wake up in your bed. I know I have been dreaming |
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III Since we're not young, weeks have to do time |
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IV I come home from you through the early light of spring |
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V This apartment full of books could crack open |
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VI Your small hands, precisely equal to my own |
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VII What kind of beast would turn its life into words |
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VIII I can see myself years back at Sunion |
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IX Your silence today is a pond where drowned things live |
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X Your dog, tranquil and innocent, dozes through |
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XI Every peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes |
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XII Sleeping, turning in turn like planets |
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XIII The rules break like a thermometer |
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XIV It was your vision of the pilot |
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(The Floating Poem, Unnumbered) |
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XV If I lay on that beach with you |
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XVI Across a city from you, I'm with you |
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XVII No one's fated or doomed to love anyone |
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XVIII Rain on the West Side Highway |
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XIX Can it be growing colder when I begin |
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XX That conversation we were always on the edge |
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XXI The dark lintels, the blue and foreign stones |
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III NOT SOMEWHERE ELSE, BUT HERE |
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Not Somewhere Else, but Here |
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Paula Becker to Clara Westhoff |
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A Woman Dead in Her Forties |
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Adrienne Rich (19292012) was an award-winning poet, influential essayist, radical feminist, and major public intellectual of the twentieth and twenty-first centuries. She wrote two dozen volumes of poetry, including the National Book Awardwinning Diving into the Wreck, and more than a half-dozen of prose.
