RWP NaPoWriMo #6

Six Month Photo: July 7, 1862

On her serene mother’s lap,
an infant
with wide, vacant eyes
sits, mouth agape:
a fish
stunned by the knife
sinking in
just beneath its gills.

A quiet day
to pose for posterity,
only three hundred eight
falling at Hill’s Plantation,
Woodruff County,
Much the same look
on their faces
as my great grandma.


12 thoughts on “RWP NaPoWriMo #6

  1. Hi Matt,

    Such an innocent photo, linked to such a disturbing story and statistic but one which would have had a profound affect on the lives of so many. I love the way you have worded this.

  2. I couldn’t find info apart from the civil war.
    I am assuming it was a massacre and that your ancestor
    was one of a few to survive this event. Very interesting photo and your poem conveys a subtle bitterness and sadness.

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