Adrienne Rich

Rookie (16 May 1929 – 27 March 2012 / Baltimore, Maryland)

From A Survivor - Poem by Adrienne Rich

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  • (4/8/2010 3:00:00 AM)

    From a Born-Again

    The pact that we been robbed was the supernatural pact
    of tenant and landlord in this Godog order

    I did not know where we ought to go
    that our freewill destiny
    could resist the confusion of the faces

    Chance or necessity, we didn't know
    The faces had obediences of that order
    and that we were going to split them up

    Like every star's thirst, we thought of our will as fateful

    My body was as burden as lead to me
    as it ever was and ever after

    Since my feeling for it the order is clearer:
    I know what it could and could not will

    It is no longer
    the body of blind creation
    or bag of things with copper hoop my thigh

    The last year it has been for 20 years
    and it was a magical theft of deed
    who had robbed the lead and fled
    We rocked, two faces, of self-law making
    You stole the weight I dare not dream
    I drink the maze you dare not hint

    With the maze I live now
    not as a leap
    but a succession of freewill movements

    Each one making impossible the return
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 29, 2012

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