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Only when we break the mirror and climb into our vision, only when we are the wind together streaming and singing, only in the dream we become with our bones for spears, we are real at last and wake.
Marge Piercy
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If what we change does not change us we are playing with blocks.
Marge Piercy
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The incidence of violent brand-loyalty to one's own current dogma has risen.
Marge Piercy
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There is no justice we don't make daily like bread and love.
Marge Piercy
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Now that I am in my forties, she [my mother] tells me I'm beautiful; now that I am in my forties, she sends me presents and we have the long, personal and even remarkably honest phone calls I always wanted so intensely I forbade myself to imagine them. How strange. Perhaps Shaw was correct and if we lived to be several hundred years old, we would finally work it all out. I am deeply grateful. With my poems, I finally won even my mother. The longest wooing of my life.
Marge Piercy
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Everything you study, everything you learn, makes you a better writer, because you have more understanding of how things work.
Marge Piercy
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The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape.
Marge Piercy
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You are built to pull a cart, to lift a heavy load and bear it, to haul up the long slope, and so am I, peasant bodies, earthy, solid shapely dark glazed clay pots that can stand on the fire.
Marge Piercy
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I think we validate our lives through our actions.
Marge Piercy
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Love as if you liked yourself, and it may happen.
Marge Piercy
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The ruling class isn't dissatisfied: they are healthy, well-fed, live in beauty, enjoy their own importance: fun-loving cannibals.
Marge Piercy
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Connections are made slowly, sometimes they grow underground.
Marge Piercy
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The moon is always female and so am I although often in the vale of razorblades I have wished I could put on and take off my sex like a dress and why not?
Marge Piercy
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What a richly colored strong warm coat is woven when love is the warp and work is the woof.
Marge Piercy
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The powerful don't make revolutions.
Marge Piercy
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Every artist creates with open eyes what she sees in her dream.
Marge Piercy
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Never doubt that you can change history. You already have.
Marge Piercy
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I did not always know I would be a writer. Until I had a room of my own, I did not write much at all - no more than any other child who read a lot of books. I began to write fiction and poetry when I first had a room that was truly my own with a door that shut and some measure, however fragile, of privacy.
Marge Piercy
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Love says, mine. Love says, I could eat you up. Love says, stay as you are, be my own private thing, don't you dare have ideas I don't share. Love has just got to gobble the other, bones and all, crunch. I don't want to do that. I sure don't want it done to me!
Marge Piercy
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I wasn't afraid of being poor; I rather took it for granted. I was good at getting by with very little. I couldn't imagine sacrificing my writing to anything else.
Marge Piercy
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Suppose that a person writes what she must. That is only the first step of becoming a writer. The work must survive the moment of creation. It must get out to an audience. She or he must dare to show the work. She must risk ridicule, misunderstanding, scandal, condemnation, & what's often worse, none of the above: silence. No attention at all.
Marge Piercy
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If you want to be listened to, you should put in time listening.
Marge Piercy
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A strong woman is a woman who craves love like oxygen or she turns blue choking. A strong woman is a woman who loves strongly and weeps strongly and is strongly terrified and has strong needs. A strong woman is strong in words, in action, in connection, in feeling; she is not strong as a stone but as a wolf suckling her young. Strength is not in her, but she enacts it as the wind fills a sail.
Marge Piercy
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Obviously I find women more interesting than men to write about.
Marge Piercy
