“The Hill We Climb”

By Amanda Gorman, Poet Laureate of the United States: Delivered 20 January 2021 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. We’ve braved the belly of the beast. We’ve learned that quiet...

Protect and Defend

As I imagine did almost all of you, yesterday I watched in shock and disbelief as an armed mob took control of the citadel of our democracy and held it for hours, incited by a President encouraging violence aimed at upending not just our national election but all it...

Election 2020 (Part II)

The horror has come now like a storm—what if this night prefigured the night after death—what if all thereafter was an eternal quivering on the edge of an abyss, with everything base and vicious in oneself urging one forward and the baseness and viciousness of the...