In Those Years

In those years, people will say,
we lost trackof the meaning of we, of you
we found ourselves reduced to I
and the whole thing became silly, ironic, terrible;
we were trying to live a personal life
and yes, that was the only life we could bear witness to
But the great dark birds of history screamed and plunged into our personal weather
They were headed somewhere else but their beaks and pinions drove
along the shore, through the rags of fog where we stood,
saying I.
- Adrienne Rich,