"What does it mean to be a young (26 to 36, say) and a woman in New York City, Asian or Black, Puerto Rican or white, a woman with roots in some ghetto or other, above all female ghetto, a woman poet, a woman trying to make herself into a poet, trying to speak, to say her life in rhythmic lines, strong images, a woman whose culture, if it could, would silence her, keep her ignorant of the power she really has, confine her thoughts, kill her joy, crush her self-love, batter her into consent and submission?" (Adrienne Rich, 7)