Inaugural memories

January 20, 2021 – The Hill We Climb

Amanda Gorman, Youth Poet Laureate and Inaugural Visionary, was the best part of a wonderful day.

Her hands danced with the words that rose from her very heart into a clear blue sky. Hope was renewed and made visible in her 22 year old self.

And as I listened, I recalled another poet 28 years ago when Don and I had the audacity to take our seven and ten year old daughters to Bill Clinton’s first inauguration.

I do not remember what the newly minted president said, but I can hear to this day Maya Angelou’s voice ringing out the words On the Pulse of Morning

A timely postcard from Fiona and Barry

Process note: the patch was cut from another beautiful piece of dyed cloth from Tina, the bottom edge of which was extended slightly after the photo was taken

17 thoughts on “Inaugural memories

  1. Ok I did the math. Do you expect me to believe that M&M are 38 and 35? Nope. No. No. Nope.

    De-nial is not just a river in Egypt.

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  2. She was Glorious. To a friend who couldn’t watch the ceremony (she was on-line teaching), I sent a link of Amanda’s reading and said, “The spirit of Maya lives on.”

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  3. She is absolutely amazing .. in case you a as bd your readers aren’t aware Oprah had the ring a birdcage specifically made for Amanda to wear in remembrance of Maya who wrote I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings. How totally cool is that. Oprah also gifted her the earrings that Amanda wore. How wonderful that you got to hear Maya in person .. a gentle soul indeed.

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    1. I have felt this hope before … after my first vote for a president in 1976 … when we went to the Clinton inaugural in 1993 … when we watched with the world as Obama took the oath of office in 2009 … many of those hopes were realized, but so many were not

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  4. She was wonderful! I keep thinking of so many couplets/doublets or whatever they may be that will stay in our minds – between us/before us; as we hurt, we hoped; brave enough to see it; brave enough to be it… astounding and simply shining. And yes we were uplifted and yes we now begin to make it real. How perfect that bright yellow hope arrived on her wings…

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