Lie in the sun with the child in your flesh shining like a jewel. Dream and sing, pagan, wise in your vitals. Stand still like a fat budding tree, like a stalk of corn athrob and aglisten in the heat.… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
It was the bumble bee and the butterfly who survived, not the dinosaur. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
No art can develop until it penetrates deeply into the life of the people. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
Human history is work history. The heroes of the people are work heroes. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
“The people are a story that never ends, A river that winds and falls and gleams erect in many dawns; Lost in deep gulleys,… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
A good civilization gives the greatest possible scope to the common passions and makes them intelligible among the great number of people. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
An abyss seems to have opened between the intellectual cosmopolites of culture and the people, hungry for word and meaning. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
The body repeats the landscape. They are the source of each other and create each other. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
Suddenly many movements are going on within me, many things are happening, there is an almost unbearable sense of sprouting, of bursting encasements, of… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
What happens in a strike happens not to one person alone… It is a crisis with meaning and potency for all and prophetic of… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
