Poems of Natasha Trethewey
|1.||Domestic Work, 1937||1/13/2003|
|2.||Elegy for the Native Guards -new-||3/13/2014|
|4.||History Lesson -new-||3/13/2014|
|5.||Kitchen Maid with Supper at Emmaus, or The Mulata -new-||2/27/2014|
|9.||Theories of Time and Space -new-||3/13/2014|
|10.||Vespertina Cognitio -new-||3/13/2014|
Here, the Mississippi carved its mud-dark path,
a graveyard for skeletons of sunken riverboats.
Here, the river changed its course,
turning away from the city as one turns,
forgetting, from the past— the abandoned bluffs,
land sloping up above the river's bend—
where now the Yazoo fills the Mississippi's empty bed.
Here, the dead stand up in stone, white marble,
on Confederate Avenue.