Marge Piercy

(March 31, 1936 / Detroit, Michigan)

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  • Sandra Gloystein Sandra Gloystein (11/5/2017 3:58:00 AM)

    This blew me away. I stumbled upon this by sheer luck.
    Thank you for sharing this.

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  • Isaac Halberstadt Isaac Halberstadt (8/12/2017 11:57:00 AM)

    I came across her work quite by accident while scanning the shelves of a dusty old book store, I was intrigued by the title, 'The Moon is Always Female'. I took it down and was further intrigued by the cover, a painting of the moon being Eclipsed by a grinning, green-eyed Cheshire Cat. I opened it up at random and was intrigued further still by the poem titled 'For Strong Women'. I read the poem, and was hooked for life.
    Marge Peircy's poetry breathes a sensitive femininity which is calloused with hard-won respect and gritty with the determination to make a better world through her words and experiences. She is not afraid to show her cuts bruises, nor is she afraid to cut and bruise the reader in return with her dagger-sharp words and inescapable imagery that barrels down on you like a freight train. To read her works is to be made very small and very strong, all at the same time.

  • Rachael Brennan (6/22/2015 2:39:00 PM)

    Marge Piercy has been my all time favourite poet for several decades now. And she still impresses me.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (5/10/2015 2:15:00 AM)

    Dear Marge Piercy, I like your verses.

  • Chano Leal (11/18/2012 2:40:00 PM)

    A STORY RESOUNDING OF A WOMAN WITH THUNDEROUS THIGHS
    THUD, THUD, GARGANUTIOUS PLIGHT
    ALAS SHE CARRIED A LARGE BULBOUS NOSE
    MARGE, TRULY APPRECIATIVE OF THY PROSE.

The Cat's Song

Mine, says the cat, putting out his paw of darkness.
My lover, my friend, my slave, my toy, says
the cat making on your chest his gesture of drawing
milk from his mother's forgotten breasts.

Let us walk in the woods, says the cat.
I'll teach you to read the tabloid of scents,
to fade into shadow, wait like a trap, to hunt.
Now I lay this plump warm mouse on your mat.

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