A lot of what I usually read, both poetry and prose, tends to be very individual, but Lorde becomes the collective form of women by the way she focusses so intensely in the universal and the group. She is us, women, queer women, women of color. She speaks for herself and for all of us at once. She made me feel proud to be woman and queer and different, she made me want to scream that I exist, that I'm powerful, that I'm full of life, no matter how hard the world tries to extinguish me. This is the kind of feminism everyone needs, the one that confrots the issues and the living that happens through them, the one that never, never stops.
As much as Lorde symbolizes the sisterhood of women for me and made me feel so connected, it also reminded me of my priviledge and how much I need to fight for those that don't have it. It's my duty to not only be an empowered woman, through my poetry and my eroticism, but also to be educated and be and advocate, to fight for the feminist world both Lorde and I believe in, to use my anger for good.
Her essays are definitely my favorite and, as hard as it was to read, I felt I learned the most from her journals (A Burst of Life) about how to exist and fight and truly live a feminist life, no matter the circumstances. Her poetry was beautiful and her themes struck hard. She, again, talks about women, always keeping her sisters in the forefront of her mind. She touches on motherhood and queer relationships more openly that I think I've ever seen (and definitely more openly than I allow myself to be). She's political and conscious, educated and educational, she is a mother, a sister, a daughter, a lover. She is woman, before anything, she's black and queer and woman and she's loud and proud. She is a stepping stone in my path of becoming just that.
Some of my favorite poems were:
A Family Resemblance, Father Son and Holy Ghost, Generation, If You Come Softly, Martha, Making it, Progress Report, Chanfe of Season, Generation II, Conclusion, Who Said It Was Simple, New York City 1970, The American Cancer Society, A Sewerplant Grows In Harlem, Cables To Rage, Love Poem, Separation, Song For A Thin Sister, Revolution Is One Form Of Social Change, Power, Scar, Between Ourselves, Chain, A Litany For Survival, But What Can You Teach My Daughter, Sister Outsider, The Evening News, Afterimages, A Poem For Women In Rage, There Are No Honest Poems About Dead Women, Today Is Not The Day