A resurrection

January 20th felt like a resurrection experience two weeks after a death experience on January 6th. Yesterday morning, I listened again to our first Youth Poet Laureate, Amanda Gorman, as she read her poem, “The Hill We Climb.” (You can read the text and see the video at the link below her photo.)

She spoke with passion, as in “Love’s Philosophy,” by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822); with hope, as in “On the Pulse of Morning,” by Maya Angelou (1928-2014); with engagement, as in “Blessed Up,” by Wande; and with freedom, as in “My Country ‘Tis of Thee,” sung by Aretha Franklin (1942-2018).

Standing where Lincoln gave his second inaugural address, and speaking with the same graceful power of resurrection over insurrection, Amanda Gorman said, “Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed a nation that isn’t broken but simply unfinished.” Mr. Lincoln would be proud. Very proud.

From “Read the full text of Amanda Gorman’s inaugural poem ‘The Hill We Climb‘,” by Jennifer Liu, CNBC, January 20, 2021

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