Marge Piercy Quotes

I stayed under the moon too long.I am silvered with lust.Dreams flick like minnows through my eyes.My voice is trees tossing in the wind.I loose myself like a flock of blackbirdsstorming into your face.My lightest touch leaves blue prints,bruises on your mind.Desire sandpapers your skinso thin I read the veins and arteriesmaps of routes I will traveltill I lodge in your spine.The night is our fur.We curl inside it licking.

I don't think writers change the past any more than other people do, except in so far as we may mine our lives and change things for fictional use.

Where I came from, the nights I had wandered and survived scared them, and where I would go they never imagined.

We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

It is not sex that gives the pleasure, but the lover.

My strength and my weakness are twins in the same womb.

Suspense is one of the ways you persuade a reader to become engaged and stay engaged with your work.

I am a driven writer. I feel guilty if I don't write, not self-indulgent if I do.

Every poet has a certain amount of "stuff." That's what you draw from for imagery. The more stuff you know well, not simply intellectually but sensually, emotionally, intimately, the wider the pool from which you draw.

I don't find that writing about parts of my life had much effect except in some cases to improve my memory. To get into parts of the past I want to recall very vividly, I use a form of directed meditation.

The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape.

The best gift you can give is a hug: one size fits all and no one ever minds if you return it.

Listening is terribly important if you want to understand anything about people. You listen to what they say and how they say it, what they share and what they are reticent about, what they tell truthfully and what they lie about, what they hope for and what they fear, what they are proud of, what they are ashamed of. If you don't pay attention to other people, how can you understand their choices through time and how their stories come out?

If sex is a war, I am a conscientious objector: I will not play.

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?

Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment.

When I work I am pure as an angel tiger and clear is my eye and hot my brain and silent all the whining grunting piglets of the appetites.

My grandmother was very important to me. She gave me my religious education. She gave me a sense of the female side of Judaism, of the rich store of stories and legends of the women of the schtetl.