PoetryFebruary 2026

Praise for The Inaugural Poet, January, 2009


Praise for The Inaugural Poet, January, 2009
          for Elizabeth Alexander

Perhaps it’s an impossible task
On an impossible day. A young poet
Fixes her gaze along the plaza,

Looks at this latest version of America in the eyes,
Looks in the camera at all the places we’ve touched
Or torched.

Sees who’s come to this roll call:
The out of the wood-works, the I never dreamts,
The I never thought we’d live this longs,

Stands in the sharp report of weak January sun.
The poet probably knows
This family is hers.

The poet probably knows
Before she cuts history to forty-three lines,
Before the capitol has more proof
Of what bullets and ropes couldn’t stop,

She has to straighten her back. She needs to take
A deep breath. A black woman is here to sing.
All the black women in her are here to sing.

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