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The poem opens with the speaker at four years old, on a beach, "hands on the flowered hips / of a bright bikini." There's an innocence here, her toes curling "around wet sand," the Gulf "rippling" and minnows darting "like switchblades" around her. However, the line "I am alone" casts a shadow over the scene. She is not alone in the literal sense, as her grandmother is present, taking the photo. She is alone in a historical and cultural sense-standing on a stretch of beach that was, until recently, off-limits to her because of her race. The poem then shifts in time to the grandmother's past, "forty years since the photograph / where she stood on a narrow plot / of sand marked colored." The word "colored" reverberates, a chilling reminder of America's Jim Crow past. In contrast to the speaker, who has her "hands on the flowered hips / of a bright bikini," the grandmother stands with her "hands on the flowered hips / of a cotton meal-sack dress." In just two generations, the family has moved from a narrow strip of segregated beach to a broader but still racially complicated space. However, the journey is not just physical; it's also a journey from the stark, cotton meal-sack reality of segregation to the "bright bikini" of the Civil Rights era. While both the speaker and her grandmother are told "how to pose," the directions have different implications in each context. The grandmother's photo captures her confined to a racialized space, embodying a history of oppression. Meanwhile, the speaker's photo is an act of reclaiming space, yet the weight of history still looms, raising questions about how much has truly changed. "History Lesson" uses the motif of the photograph to suggest that while the images we capture may freeze a moment in time, they also capture the dynamic interplay of past and present. The two photographs, taken four decades apart, become artifacts of social and cultural change, each one a lesson in history, teeming with complexities that cannot be easily framed. Trethewey's poem is a poignant example of how personal and collective histories are often intertwined, showing that while progress has been made, the echoes of the past remain audible, surfacing in moments that may seem mundane or innocent. It's a lesson in the way history is passed down, inscribed not just in textbooks but on the very landscapes we inhabit. Copyright (c) 2024 PoetryExplorer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MACHINATIONS OF THE MIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE EMPRESS HOTEL POEMS by ANSELM HOLLO COLLECTION DAY by NATASHA TRETHEWEY ACCOUNTING by NATASHA TRETHEWEY AMATEUR FIGHTER by NATASHA TRETHEWEY AT THE OWL CLUB, NORTH GULFPORT, MISSISSIPPI, 1950 by NATASHA TRETHEWEY AT THE STATION by NATASHA TRETHEWEY CARPENTER BEE by NATASHA TRETHEWEY DOMESTIC WORK, 1937 by NATASHA TRETHEWEY DRAPERY FACTORY, GULFPORT, MISSISSIPPI, 1956 by NATASHA TRETHEWEY |
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