The Present Always Masquerades As A Beginning;

Being Cassandra Is A Principled Choice When There Is Cause For Alarm.

Let's Put One Lie To Rest For All Time: The Lie That Men Are Oppressed, Too, By Sexism-the Lie That There Can Be Such A Thing As Men's Liberation Groups.

For A Poet, Making Poems Is A Way Of Viewing The World, Being In The World, Breathing.

Raised' Consciousness Means Lifelong Bumping Up Against A Continually Receding Ceiling. I Mean, Who Ever 'graduates'?

Where Else Could One Find Such A Perfect Combination Of American Values -- Racism, Militarism, Capitalism -- All Packaged In One 'ideal' Symbol, A Woman.