An excerpt from a Strategies for Contemporary Feminism panel discussion held at the California Institute of the Arts in Valencia, California on March 10 2007.
When my first book of poems came out in 1992, I learned what it could mean to be seen as a political poet for no other reason than because of who or what one is...
The other day a card arrived: a picture of mother, father, and child, teeth bared, cheeks pulsing with fresh blood. The baby looks more like him, with that nearly translucent-white skin.