Maxine Kumin
Quotations
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''Until the Women's Movement, it was commonplace to be told by an editor that he'd like to publish more of my poems, but he'd already published one by a woman that month ... this attitude was the rule rather than the exception, until the mid-sixties. Highest compliment was to be told, "You write like a man."''
Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. poet. As quoted in A Gift That Cannot be Refused, ch. 2, by Mary Biggs (1990). Written in 1983 on a survey questionnaire. -
''Women are not supposed to have uteruses, especially in poems.''
Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. poet and feminist. As quoted in Women's Studies, p. 135 (1976). On the restrictions on poetry's subject matter due to male editors' dismissal of peculiarly "female" topics. -
''With a broad shoehorn
Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. poet. "In the Uneasy Sleep of the Translator," lines 1-6 (1975).
I am unstuffing a big bird in this dream
Msomebody else's holiday feast
and repacking the crop of my own,
knowing it will burst with such
onion, oyster, savory bread crust.'' -
''Poetry
Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. poet. "Lines Written in the Library of Congress After the Cleanth Brooks Lecture," lines 224-227. "Poetry/makes nothing happen" are, as Kumin acknowledged, lines borrowed from W. H. Auden's (1907-1973) poem, "In Memory of W. B. Yeats."
makes nothing happen.
It survives
in the valley of its saying.'' -
''In the county there are thirty-seven churches
Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. Jewish poet. "Living Alone with Jesus," lines 10-12 (1975). Written while living in Danville, Kentucky.
and no butcher shop. This could be taken
as a matter of all form and no content.''
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Purgatory
And suppose the darlings get to Mantua,
suppose they cheat the crypt, what next? Begin
with him, unshaven. Though not, I grant you, a
displeasing cockerel, there's egg yolk on his chin.
His seedy robe's aflap, he's got the rheum.
Poor dear, the cooking lard has smoked her eye.
Another Montague is in the womb
although the first babe's bottom's not yet dry.
She scrolls a weekly letter to her Nurse