There are indeed all sorts of men/ who visit here: those who want/ nothing but to talk or hear the soft tones/ of a woman's voice; others prefer/ simply to gaze upon me, my face/ turned from them as they touch/ only themselves. And then there are those,/ of course, whose desires I cannot commit/ to paper.
Natasha TretheweyStichwörter: belloq-s-ophelia-febuary-1911
I don't like a kind of workshop that is about editing--I don't want to sit there and be an editor. I don't want to tell someone how to "fix" a poem.
Natasha TretheweyStichwörter: poetry
You can get there from here, though there's no going home.
Everywhere you go will be somewhere you've never been.
"Theories of Time and Space
What's left is palimpsest—one memory bleeding into another, overwriting it.
Natasha TretheweyThat morning, awkward and heavy...
Natasha TretheweyThe yoke of my birth
Natasha TretheweyHe is dark as history, origin of the word native: the weight of blood
Natasha Tretheweywhat knowledge haunts each body, what history, what phantom ache?
Natasha TretheweyI read the line over and over as if I might discern the little fires set the flames of an idea licking the page how knowledge burns
Natasha TretheweyHere is the threshold I do not cross: a sliver of light through the doorway finds his tattoo, the anchor on his forearm tangled in its chain.
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