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Here’s a poem I wrote January 22, 2009
Inauguration Day, 2009
Seattle
A dark, frigid January morning,
Our pilot lights barely flickering,
We’ve been cold with fear,
Frozen with shame,
For a long time.
We shivered our way thro the fog
To Starbucks, to neighbor’s homes,
To be with each other
And to join
The mass on the Mall.
We became Americans that day.
Patriots, some of us for the first time;
On a day
When we reached out our hands
To the world.
We are all alive on earth together.
We all fumble the oath.
Elena Louise Richmond,
Jan 22, 2009
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