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Originally Posted by stone4play
Thinking about well-known feminist poet and essayist Adrianne Rich, who died yesterday and all the amazing works she's left behind. As much as feminist theory class was a hoot *sarcasm* I really learned a lot from her. Now she knows this... *waves* Hi!!
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I found out about her passing this morning from the woman who introduced me to her poetry when I was 16. A simple quote from a poem that I had used in a letter to my dear friend recently at the passing of her sweet momma. This is what I sent her...
"I used to think that Adrienne's statement "any womans death diminishes me" meant that it tore her up.. hurt.. made her sad. I have come to understand that it means the loss somehow lessens my own life. That somehow fragments of me drift away when I lose them. It is this way with love.
Those losses , while they may take something physical away may diminish me but they also give me something else. Almost like a bruise on my heart, they create a tender place. A special place that feels a pang of love and longing when I think of them. It is a good hurting. a good longing. It gives me a way to miss someone wonderfully instead of terribly.'
I will pick up flowers to plant for Adrienne today. A way to pass on those seeds she planted for me and so many others. I will miss her wonderfully.