“You have to be free to play around with the notion that day might be night, love might be hate; nothing can be too sacred for the imagination to turn into opposite or to call experimentally by another name. For writing is renaming.”
More from Adrienne Rich
“The woman I needed to call my mother was silenced before I was born.”
“Poetry has the capacity, in its own ways and by its own means, to remind us of something…”
“Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of…”
“My head is full of whispers, which tomorrow will be silent.”