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Born in May 16, 1929 / Died in March 27, 2012 / United States / English

Poems by Adrienne Rich

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Cartographies of Silence

... stretched like skin over meaningsof a night through which two people ...

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Final Notions

... It will touch through your ribs, it will take all your heart ...

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For the Dead

... but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down ...

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For the Record

... if the mountain spewed stones of fire into the river ...

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From a Survivor

... Like everybody else, we thought of ourselves as special ...

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From an Atlas of the Difficult World

... I know you are reading this poem through your failing sight, the thick ...

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Implosions

... I wanted to choose words that even you ...

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In A Classroom

... a presence like a stone, if a stone were thinking ...

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In Those Years

... They were headed somewhere else but their beaks and pinions drove ...

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Integrity

... of the last foot, the hand that slammed and locked the door, ...

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Living In Sin

... of last night's cheese and three sepulchral bottles ...

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Miracle Ice Cream

... Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls, ...

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Moving in Winter

... evening after evening while the wax runs down ...

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My Mouth Hovers Across Your Breasts

... my love hot on your scent on the cusp of winter ...

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November 1968

... once the last absolutes were torn to pieces ...