Of a Second Daughter
Be there not a kernel paradoxical
in that nature which hides a truth impersonal?
That freedom is guided by fundamental rights,
not man, for example.
Love, too, must only be allowed to grow-
Love itself, not necessarily man,
is the rule to follow.
Finally, equality can be thought of in this frame,
because only man has emphasized the tradition of a name.
But our blood, our principles, our love-
Are they not passed to women just the same?
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