The Hill We Climb, by Amanda Gorman

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Amanda Gorman Amanda Gorman ’20, the first Youth Poet Laureate of the United States, is pictured in Harvard Yard at Harvard University. Stephanie Mitchell/Harvard Staff Photographer

The other day I shared a few videos of my favorite moments during Wednesday’s inauguration, and one of them was 23-year-old poet Amanda Gorman. To say she impressed me is putting it mildly, so I’m sharing her unforgettable performance again along with the transcript of The Hill We Climb.

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 isn’t always peace
And the norms and notions
of what just is
Isn’t always just-ice
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…

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