“I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and …” — Muriel Rukeyser

Editors have grown timid... a brave advance is almost inevitably followed by quick back-tracking, generally by dilution and debasement of the original intention.

The actual world, not some fantastic structure that has nothing to do with reality, must provide the material for modern poetry.

I learned that I had been brought up as a protected, blindfolded daughter.

A work of art is one through which the consciousness of the artist is able to give its emotions to anyone who is prepared to receive them. There is no such thing as bad art.