Day 14 NaPoWriMo - Brittany, What’s in a Name?

Today's prompt asks to write a poem that delves into the meaning of my first or last name. I chose to write about my first name Brittany.

Brittany, What’s in a Name?

I am a region, Breton or Briton,
it mattered in the past, but it doesn’t
matter anymore. I am a name and
nothing else, Brit-tah-niy, an ermine,
soft fur, black and white against the sea.
I am a dialect and language, not yet dead.
Tristan and Iseult took a love potion,
inside of me, they sometimes live,
sometimes they die of their own grief
depending on which version you read.

Brit-tah-niy, in all its variations,
There is only one Brittany in France.
As poetic as that may seem,
the paparazzi still fight for pictures
of Britney, or Britni, or Brittnie.
Nothing matters in a name anymore,
only the camera, lights, and action.
Lovers do not take their poison
and women do not shave their head
without the whole world watching.