Adrienne Rich and Me

Mar 29, 2012 12:05

I was working on a poem when I learned that Adrienne Rich had died. The fact of this is going to stick with me.

I don't think I accepted myself as a poet until last year, though I have been writing (and winning things for) poetry since I began to write expressively in English, around age nine. So -- a long time. Oy. But in high school and college, ( Read more... )

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nineweaving March 29 2012, 17:14:51 UTC
Her memory for a blessing.

Nine

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gwynnega March 29 2012, 19:42:46 UTC
her words were my friends.

Yes.

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sovay March 30 2012, 04:28:18 UTC
You cry when friends go; you can't help it.

*hugs*

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