Adrienne Rich

1. Six in the evening last night. I was watching a cooking show and memorizing a recipe of pasta with mascarpone, carrots and peas. And then of an omelette, and salmon on a bagel, thinking, I should really make that

The days are good. I'm doing something new now for work. Figures, how I only get to be happy when I'm doing something that I enjoy but getting paid very little. It's almost a favor now to my client, hardly

Fretting over a meeting this coming Saturday to discuss my poetry collection. Until now I have no clear theme for my works. I am beginning to embrace the fact that my poems are of the domestic and the sensuous woman,

Here, another song for the lonely: Song Adrienne Rich You're wondering if I'm lonely: OK then, yes, I'm lonely as a plane rides lonely and level on its radio beam, aiming across the Rockies for the blue-strung aisles of an airfield on the ocean. You want to ask, am I

Found this poem today. Miracle Ice Cream Adrienne Rich Miracle's truck comes down the little avenue, Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls, and, yes, you can feel happy with one piece of your heart. Take what's still given: in a room's rich