“In
my poem, I’m not going to in any way gloss over what we’ve seen over
the past few weeks and, dare I say, the past few years. But what I
really aspire to do in the poem is to be able to use my words to
envision a way in which our country can still come together and can
still heal,” she said. “It’s doing that in a way that is not erasing or
neglecting the harsh truths I think America needs to reconcile with.”
On
Wednesday, as she recited “The Hill We Climb,” in front of the Capitol
in the bright sunlight, her voice animated and full of emotion, Gorman
described her background as a “skinny Black girl, descended from slaves
and raised by a single mother,” who can dream of being president one
day, “only to find herself reciting for one.” She spoke about the weight
of loss that the country has endured, in verses that reflected the
fragile state of the country.
When day comes, we ask ourselves:
Where can we find light
In this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry, a sea we must wade.
Reading
lines that echoed the theme of the inauguration, “America United,” she
spoke of the possibility of unity and reconciliation.
And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it.
Somehow, we do it.
Somehow, we’ve weathered and witnessed
A nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.
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.
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