š āOde to an Inaugurationā Edition
(With thanks and apologies toĀ Amanda GormanĀ ā¦)
When day comes, we ask ourselves how we can make light and throw never-ending shade.
We thrust and parry with ātoons we made.Ā
And yet, whatās drawn is ours before we knew it.Ā
Somehow we drew it.Ā
When day comes, we step out to shade, aghast and unafraid.
For there is always darkness of which to make light,
If onā¦