“We sit and talk,quietly, with long lapses of silenceand I am aware of the streamthat has no language, coursingbeneath the quiet heaven ofyour eyeswhich has no speech”

“You lethargic, waiting upon me,waiting for the fire and Iattendant upon you, shaken by your beautyShaken by your beauty Shaken.”

“Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze.”

“It is at the edge of the petal that love waits”

“If it ain't a pleasure, it ain't a poem.”

“so much dependsupona red wheelbarrowglazed with rainwaterbeside the whitechickens.”

“No black woman writer in this culture can write "too much". Indeed, no woman writer can write "too much"...No woman has ever written enough.”

“When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women”

“I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”