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In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry, a yam of a woman of butter and brass.

Marge Piercy

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Marge Piercy
Age: 88
Born: 1936
Born: March 31
Activist
Climate Activist
Feminist
Novelist
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Detroit
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Bottled
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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?
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Whatever is not an energy source, is an energy sink.
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Shall I tell you something I've been noticing? The mistrust this society has for women. All kinds of experts and officials are terrified because so many women are working. They really think that women have to be coerced into having babies and raising kids.
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The work of the world is common as mud.
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We live in a media soup and are constantly being programmed or are fighting that programming. Thus any truthful account of a life, every part of a life, is about society as well as an individual.
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There are obviously a great many ways to organize some fraction of the material in a life.
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Memory in Greek mythology is the mother of the muses, and it is so for me. Both personal and societal memory move me strongly, and that is one of the sources of my writing.
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The will to be totally rational is the will to be made out of glass and steel: and to use others as if they were glass and steel.
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Any life is lived in a particular time and place. Every life is impacted by the family's socio-economic circumstances, and, in later life, by the person's.
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Remember that every son had a mother whose beloved son he was, and every woman had a mother whose beloved son she wasn't.
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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.
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I have no connections here only gusty collisions, rootless seedlings forced into bloom, that collapse. ... I am the Visiting Poet: a real unicorn, a wind-up plush dodo, a wax museum of the Movement. People want to push the buttons and see me glow.
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Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third.
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The anger of the weak never goes away, Professor, it just gets a little moldy. It molds like a beautiful blue cheese in the dark, growing stronger, and more interesting. The poor and the weak die with all their anger intact and probably those angers go on growing in the dark of the grave like the hair and the nails.
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Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out.
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I said, I like my life. If Ihave to give it back, if theytake it from me, let me onlynot feel I wasted any, let menot feel I forgot to love anyoneI meant to love, that I forgotto give what I held in my hands,that I forgot to do some littlepiece of the work that wantedto come through.
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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.
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Obviously I find women more interesting than men to write about.
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The price of seeing is silence.
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I communicate much better with cats, usually. I know them and their body language - as my own cats know mine very well. Cats are adept at reading subtle signals.
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