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 Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:44 am
When talking about lesbian literature, one of the first people I think of is Adrienne Rich. Rich is an amazing scholar and poet and has broken so much ground in her field. I thought we could talk about some of her poetry on here. I will post the poems we are going to talk about. One of the series I want to talk about first is Rich's "Twenty-One Love Poems" let me begin with the first. I look forward to talk about these with you all.
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Wherever in this city, screens flicker
with pornography, with science-fiction vampires,
victimized hirelings bending to the lash,
we also have to walk...if simply as we walk
though the rainsoaked garbage, the tabloid cruelties
of our own neighborhoods,
we need to grasp our lives inseparable
from those rancid dreams, that blurt of metal, those disgraces,
and the red begonia perilously flashing
from a tenement sill six stories high,
or the long-legged young girls playing ball
in the junior highschool playground.
No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees,
sycamores blazing through the fulfuric air,
dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding,
our animal passion rooted in the city.
I look forward to discussing Rich's poetry with you all.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:44 pm
I haven't been able to read a lot of her work, but in an original piece my school recently did called Donne in Amore: Heroines in Verse (we took it to Italy to perform ^_^), a friend of mine did a piece of the second section of Twenty-One Love Poems:
You've kissed my hair
to wake me. I dreamed you were a poem,
I say, a poem I wanted to show someone...
and I laugh and fall dreaming again
of the desire to show you to everyone I love,
to move openly together
in the pull of gravity, which is not simple,
which carried the feathered grass a long way down
the upbreathing air.
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