The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.
~ Muriel Rukeyser
What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life?The world would split open.
No one wants to read poetry. You have to make it impossible for them to put the poem down--impossible for them to stop reading it, word after word. You have to keep them from closing the book.
Always our wars have been our confessions of weakness
We are against war and the sources of war. We are for poetry and the sources of poetry.
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win?
I hear the singing of the lives of women. The clear mystery the offering the pride.
However confused the scene of our life appears however torn we may be who now do face that scene it can be faced and we can go on to be whole.
