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1 " The universe is made of stories, not of atoms. "
― Muriel Rukeyser
2 " What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life?The world would split open. "
3 " No one wants to read poetry. You have to make it impossible for them to put the poem down--impossible for them to stop reading it, word after word. You have to keep them from closing the book. "
4 " Always our wars have been our confessions of weakness "
― Muriel Rukeyser , The Life of Poetry
5 " breathe in experience breathe out poetry "
6 " The fear of poetry is an indication that we are cut off from our own reality. "
7 " The universe is made up of stories, not atoms. "
8 " I hear the singing of the lives of women. The clear mystery, the offering, and the pride. "
9 " As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive. "
10 " We are against war and the sources of war. We are for poetry and the sources of poetry. "
11 " The universe is made of stories, not atoms! "
12 " We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? "
13 " Buried, five at a time,pine boxes, Rinehart & Dennis paid him $55a head for burying these men in plain pine boxes.His mother is suing him: misuse of land. "
― Muriel Rukeyser , The Book of the Dead
14 " This is the dark. Lights strung up all the way.Depression; and driven deeper in,by hunger, pistols, and despair,they took the tunnel. "
15 " I wake up choking, and my wife"rolls me over on my left side;"then I'm asleep in the dream I always see:"the tunnel choked"the dark wall coughing dust. "
16 " The scene of hope's ahead; look, April,and next month with a softer wind,maybe they'll rest upon their land,and then maybe the happy song, and love,a tall boy who was never in a tunnel. "
17 " And still go down.Now ladder-mouth; and the precipitous fear,uncertain rungs down into after-night."This is the place. Away from this my lifeI am indeed Adam unparadiz'd.Some fools call this the Black Hole of Calcutta,I don't know how they ever get to Congress. "
18 " What do you want – a cliff over a city? A foreland, sloped to sea and overgrown with roses? These people live here. "
19 " It breaks the hills, cracking the riches wide,runs through electric wires;it comes, warning the night,running among these rigid hills,a single force to waken our eyes. "
20 " ...only one man lived who could understand Gibbs's papers. That was Maxwell, and now he is dead. "
