A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Q&A with Natasha Trethewey

Have you ever stopped—?
the brave timid poet asked
—because you did not like : who you saw?

She looked at him sideways
with an uplifted chin.
No : Putting her body into it;
kind but firm.

Mark Doty said : Brave.
Generous, I said
at the same time.

Have you ever stopped—?
The young eager poet asked bravely
—for any reason : at all? 

She looked at him squarely.
The melancholy poet stops writing;
the inspired poet stops singing;
shuns her own voice : shuns the body.

Do you read your father’s poems—
differently?  the old poet asked.
Yes, she said.


  1. We had to write about that reading! what was up with that last question, so weird.