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Amanda Gorman, the youngest inaugural poet ever, reads a work she finished after the Capitol riot.

  
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Amanda Gorman, the youngest inaugural poet ever, reads a work she finished after the Capitol riot.
About two weeks ago, the poet Amanda Gorman was struggling to finish a new work titled "The Hill We Climb." She was feeling exhausted, and she worried she wasn't up to the monumental task she faced: composing a poem about national unity to recite at President Biden's inauguration. "I had this huge thing, probably one of the most important things I'll ever do in my career," she said in an interview. "It was like, if I try to climb this mountain...

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AAvpBp.img?h=24&w=24&m=6&q=60&o=f&l=f&f=png Amanda Gorman, the youngest inaugural poet ever, reads a work she finished after the Capitol riot.

About two weeks ago, the poet Amanda Gorman was struggling to finish a new work titled "The Hill We Climb." She was feeling exhausted, and she worried she wasn't up to the monumental task she faced: composing a poem about national unity to recite at President Biden's inauguration.

e151e5.gif © Erin Schaff/The New York Times Amanda Gorman, 22, is the youngest inaugural poet in U.S. history.

"I had this huge thing, probably one of the most important things I'll ever do in my career," she said in an interview. "It was like, if I try to climb this mountain all at once, I'm just going to pass out."

Ms. Gorman managed to write a few lines a day and was about halfway through the poem on Jan. 6, when pro-Trump rioters stormed into the halls of Congress, some bearing weapons and Confederate flags. She stayed awake late into the night and finished the poem, adding verses about the apocalyptic scene that unfolded at the Capitol that day:

We've seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it,

Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy.

And this effort very nearly succeeded.

But while democracy can be periodically delayed,

It can never be permanently defeated.

When Ms. Gorman, 22, recited her poem at Wednesday's inauguration, she became the youngest inaugural poet ever in the United States. Ms. Gorman joined a small group of poets who have been recruited to help mark a presidential inauguration, among them Robert Frost, Maya Angelou and Miller Williams.

Ms. Gorman fell in love with poetry at a young age and distinguished herself quickly as a rising talent. Raised in Los Angeles, where her mother teaches middle school, she would write in journals at the playground. At 16, she was named the Youth Poet Laureate of Los Angeles. A few years later, when she was studying sociology at Harvard, she became the National Youth Poet Laureate, the first person to hold the position.

Still, while she has been in the spotlight before, she's never performed her work for a televised audience that will likely number in the tens of millions.

Plus, none of Ms. Gorman's inaugural poet predecessors faced the challenge that she does. She set out to write a poem that would inspire hope and foster a sense of collective purpose, at a moment when Americans are reeling from a deadly pandemic, political violence and partisan division.

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1  seeder  Split Personality    3 years ago

Well done Amanda, well done.

 
 
 
devangelical
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1.1  devangelical  replied to  Split Personality @1    3 years ago

she is very impressive.

 
 
 
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2  lady in black    3 years ago

Loved it!!!

 
 
 
Kavika
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3  Kavika     3 years ago

Both she and the poem were stunning. 

Kudos

 
 
 
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3.1  Gsquared  replied to  Kavika @3    3 years ago
Both she and the poem were stunning.

Perfectly said.  

 
 
 
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4  Vic Eldred    3 years ago

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4.1  seeder  Split Personality  replied to  Vic Eldred @4    3 years ago

Well, then, there you go - a great idea for your next sour seed.

 
 
 
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Inaugural poet Amanda Gorman delivers a poem at Biden's inauguration

The Hill We Climb

One day comes we ask ourselves "where can we find light in this neverending shade?" The loss we carry, a sea we must wade We braved the belly of the beast

We've learned that quiet isn't always peace And the norms and notions of "what just is" isn't always "just is." And yet, the dawn is ours before we knew it Somehow we do it

Somehow we weathered and witnessed A nation that isn't broken, but simply unfinished. We the successors of a country in a time where a skinny black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president

Only to find herself reciting for one. And yes we are far from polished, far from pristine But that doesn't mean we aren't striving to form a union that is perfect. We are striving to forge a union with purpose

To compose a country committed To all cultures, colors, characters and conditions of man. And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us But what stands before us.

We close the divide because we know to put our future first We must first put our differences aside We lay down our arms So we can reach our arms to one another

We seek harm to none and harmony for all Let the glow if nothing else say, "this is true." That even as we grieved we grew That even as we hurt we hoped,

That even as we tired we tried That we'll be forever tied together victorious Not because we will never again know defeat, But because we will never again sow division.

Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree, And no one should make them afraid. If we're to live up to our own time, Then victory won't lighten the blade but in all the bridges we made,

That is the promise to glade, The hill we climb If only we dare it because being American is more than a pride we inherit It's the past we step into and how we repair it.

We've seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it, Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy. And this effort very nearly succeeded. But while democracy can be periodically delayed,

It can never be permanently defeated.

In this truth, in this faith we trust.

For while we have our eyes on the future, History has its eyes on us. This is the era of just redemption we feared it at its inception We did not feel prepared to be the heirs of such a terrifying hour

But within it we found the power to author a new chapter To offer hope and laugh or to ourselves, So while once we ask "how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe"

Now we assert, "How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?"

We will not march back to what was But move to what shall be a country that is bruised but whole, Benevolent but bold, Fierce and free.

We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation Because know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation. Our blenders because their burdens But one thing is certain.

If we merge mercy with might, And might with right, Then love becomes our legacy in change Our children's birthright.

So let us leave behind a country better than the one we were left With every breath from our bronze-pounded chest We will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one We will rise from the gold-limb hills of the west

We will rise from the wind-swept northeast Where our forefathers first realized revolution We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states

We will rise from the sun-baked South We will rebuild, reconcile and recover And every known nook of our nation And every corner called our country

Our people diverse and beautiful will emerge battered and beautiful When day comes we step out of the shade aflame and unafraid The new dawn balloons as we free it.

For there is always light if only we are brave enough to see it. If only we are brave enough to be it.

YOUNG. READY. PROUD.

 
 

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