I just found out Adrienne Rich died last week, she was eighty-two. I'm not a huge poetry fan, but I love hers. She was one of the ladies who let me know I didn't have to grow up to be my mother, and that it was okay if I didn't want to be who my father said I should be. (The others were my softball manager & coach who were a couple & Princess Leia.) Until I found her, I'd only read Hughes & Shakespeare & a little Byron. To say Ms Rich opened my eyes would be an understatement.
If anyone's interested, the New Yorker has unlocked a few of her poems from the fifties & has a nice article up about her
here. Another tribute on the Lambda Literary site.
I'd recommend her collection A Wild Patience Has Taken Me This Far (Poems 1978-1981) to anyone unfamiliar with her work, or anyone who just wants some great poetry to read.
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