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May 06, 1997New School UniversityFrom the Academy Audio Archive

About this poet

Adrienne Rich was born in Baltimore, Maryland on May 16, 1929. She attended Radcliffe College, graduating in 1951, and was selected by W. H. Auden for the Yale Series of Younger Poets prize for A Change of World (Yale University Press, 1951) that same year.

In 1953, she married Harvard University economist Alfred H. Conrad. Two years later, she published her second volume of poetry, The Diamond Cutters (Harper & Brothers, 1955), of which Randall Jarrell wrote: "The poet [behind these poems] cannot help seeming to us a sort of princess in a fairy tale."

But the image of the fairytale princess would not be long-lived. After having three sons before the age of thirty, Rich gradually changed both her life and her poetry. Throughout the 1960s she wrote several collections, including Snapshots of a Daughter-in-Law (Harper & Row, 1963) and Leaflets (W. W. Norton, 1969). The content of her work became increasingly confrontational—exploring such themes as women’s role in society, racism, and the Vietnam War. The style of these poems also revealed a shift from careful metric patterns to free verse. In 1970, Rich left her husband, who committed suicide later that year.

It was in 1973, in the midst of the feminist and civil rights movements, the Vietnam War, and her own personal distress, that Rich wrote Diving into the Wreck (W. W. Norton), a collection of exploratory and often angry poems, which garnered her the National Book Award in 1974. Rich accepted the award on behalf of all women and shared it with her fellow nominees, Alice Walker and Audre Lorde.

Rich went on to publish numerous poetry collections, including Tonight No Poetry Will Serve: Poems 2007-2010 (W.W. Norton & Co., 2010); The School Among the Ruins: Poems 2000-2004 (W. W. Norton, 2004), which won the Book Critics Circle Award; Collected Early Poems: 1950-1970 (W. W. Norton, 1993); An Atlas of the Difficult World: Poems 1988-1991 (W. W. Norton, 1991), a finalist for the National Book Award; and The Dream of a Common Language (W. W. Norton, 1978).

In addition to her poetry, Rich wrote several books of nonfiction prose, including Arts of the Possible: Essays and Conversations (W. W. Norton, 2001) and What is Found There: Notebooks on Poetry and Politics (W. W. Norton, 1993).

About Rich's work, the poet W.S. Merwin has said, "All her life she has been in love with the hope of telling utter truth, and her command of language from the first has been startlingly powerful."

Rich received the Bollingen Prize, the Lannan Lifetime Achievement Award, the Academy of American Poets Fellowship, the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, the Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize, the National Book Award, and a MacArthur Fellowship; she was also a former Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets.

In 1997, she refused the National Medal of Arts, stating that "I could not accept such an award from President Clinton or this White House because the very meaning of art, as I understand it, is incompatible with the cynical politics of this administration." She went on to say: "[Art] means nothing if it simply decorates the dinner table of the power which holds it hostage."

The same year, Rich was awarded the Academy of American Poet's Wallace Stevens Award for outstanding and proven mastery in the art of poetry. She died on March 27, 2012, at the age of eighty-two.


Selected Bibliography

Poetry
Collected Poems: 1950–2012 (W. W. Norton, 2016)
Later Poems: Selected and New 1971–2012 (W. W. Norton, 2013)
Tonight No Poetry Will Serve: Poems 2007–2010 (W. W. Norton, 2011)
Telephone Ringing in the Labyrinth: Poems 2004–2006 (W. W. Norton, 2007)
The School Among the Ruins: Poems 2000-2004 (W. W. Norton, 2004)
The Fact of a Doorframe: Selected Poems 1950–2000 (W. W. Norton, 2002)
Fox: Poems 1998–2000 (W. W. Norton, 2001)
Midnight Salvage: Poems 1995–1998 (W. W. Norton, 1999)
Dark Fields of the Republic: Poems 1991–1995 (W. W. Norton, 1995)
Collected Early Poems: 1950–1970 (W. W. Norton, 1993)
An Atlas of the Difficult World: Poems 1988–1991 (W. W. Norton, 1991)
Time’s Power: Poems 1985–1988 (W. W. Norton, 1989)
Your Native Land, Your Life: Poems (W. W. Norton, 1986)
The Fact of a Doorframe: Poems Selected and New 1950–1984 (W. W. Norton, 1984)
A Wild Patience Has Taken Me This Far: Poems 1978–1981 (W. W. Norton, 1981)
The Dream of a Common Language: Poems 1974–1977 (W. W. Norton, 1978)
Poems: Selected and New 1950–1974 (W. W. Norton, 1974)
Diving into the Wreck: Poems 1971–1972 (W. W. Norton, 1973)
The Will to Change: Poems 1968–1970 (W. W. Norton, 1971)
Leaflets (W. W. Norton, 1969)
Necessities of Life: Poems 1962–1965 (W. W. Norton, 1966)
Snapshots of a Daughter-in-Law (Harper & Row, 1963)
A Change of World (Yale University Press, 1951)
The Diamond Cutters (Harper & Brothers, 1955)

Prose
A Human Eye: Essays on Art in Society, 1997–2008 (W. W. Norton, 2009)
Arts of the Possible: Essays and Conversations (W. W. Norton, 2001)
What Is Found There: Notebooks on Poetry and Politics (W. W. Norton, 1993)
Blood, Bread, and Poetry: Selected Prose, 1979–1985 (W. W. Norton, 1986)
On Lies, Secrets, and Silence: Selected Prose, 1966–1978 (W. W. Norton, 1979)
Of Woman Born: Motherhood as Experience and Institution (W. W. Norton, 1976)

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Adrienne Rich, 1929 - 2012

 

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Adrienne Rich

Adrienne Rich

The author of numerous collections of poetry, Adrienne Rich wrote poems examining such things as women's role in society, racism, politics, and war.

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Since we’re not young, weeks have to do time
for years of missing each other. Yet only this odd warp
in time tells me we’re not young.
Did I ever walk the morning streets at twenty,
my limbs streaming with a purer joy?
did I lean from any window over the city
listening for the future

poem
First having read the book of myths,
and loaded the camera,
and checked the edge of the knife-blade,
I put on
the body-armor of black rubber
the absurd flippers
the grave and awkward mask.
I am having to do this
not like Cousteau with his
assiduous team
aboard the sun-flooded schooner
but here alone.

There is a
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poem

Whatever happens with us, your body
will haunt mine—tender, delicate
your lovemaking, like the half-curled frond
of the fiddlehead fern in forests
just washed by sun. Your traveled, generous thighs
between which my whole face has come and come—
the innocence and