Continuing with another poem by Adrienne Rich.. this one is from her "fox: poems from 1998 - 2000"..
Terza Rima
9.
She says: I gave my name and it was taken
I no longer have my name
I gave my word and it was broken
My words are learning
to walk on crutches
through traffic
without stammering
My name is prisoner
who will not name names
She says: I gave my tongue
to love and this
makes it hard to speak
She says: When my life depended
on one of two
opposite terms
I dared mix beauty with courage
they were my lovers
together they were tortured
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