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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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Twenty-One Love Poems IX

... I want to see raised dripping and brought into the sun ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems VII

... so that blighted elms, sick rivers, massacres would seem ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems XII

... is freighted with different language, different meanings— ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems X

...   X Your dog, tranquil and innocent, dozes through ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems XI

... was here before us, knew we would come, and sees beyond us ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems V

... of artists dying in childbirth, wise-women charred at the stake, ...

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Aunt Jennifer's Tigers

... Aunt Jennifer’s fingers fluttering through her wool ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems VI

... I could trust the world, or in many hands like these, ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems II

... which carries the feathered grass a long way down the upbreathing air ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems XVIII

... for once, a tremor breaks the surface of your words ...

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Diving Into the Wreck

... worn by salt and away into this threadbare beauty ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems I

... from those rancid dreams, that blurt of metal, those disgraces, ...

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Twenty-One Love Poems XX

... and soon I shall know I was talking to my own soul ...

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A Valediction Forbidding Mourning

... A last attempt: the language is a dialect called metaphor ...

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Burning Oneself Out

... the serrated log, the yellow-blue gaseous core ...