Tuesday, November 17, 2009

News at Eleven: The poem ponders "evidence" of her mother's misery

with a detached precision, arriving at a conclusion that suggests what may be the psychological truth of her mother's numb acceptance of her situation: "her thin bones/settling a bit each day, the way all things do."

That detachment keeps [Natasha] Trethewey compelling, because almost any topic can be approached for its historical value, as a clear-eyed comment on life's injustice--not as a victim or an oppressed person might see it but as a survivor with a firm grasp of her own history.

from New Haven Advocate: Formal Chaos

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