Natasha Trethewey


Vespertina Cognitio - Poem by Natasha Trethewey

Overhead, pelicans glide in threes—
their shadows across the sand
dark thoughts crossing the mind.
Beyond the fringe of coast, shrimpers
hoist their nets, weighing the harvest
against the day's losses. Light waning,
concentration is a lone gull
circling what's thrown back. Debris
weights the trawl like stones.
All day, this dredging—beneath the tug
of waves—rhythm of what goes out,
comes back, comes back, comes back.


Comments about Vespertina Cognitio by Natasha Trethewey

  • Gold Star - 33,957 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/13/2014 5:04:00 AM)

    very fine, come back, come back.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 13, 2014


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