¿Quién es Amanda Gorman, la poeta de la investidura de Biden?

Con solo 22 años, la activista afroamericana es la más joven en participar en esta ceremonia

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Barcelona"Cuando el día llega, nos preguntamos: ¿dónde podemos encontrar luz en esta sombra que nunca acaba?" Con estos versos, Amanda Gorman ha acompañado la investidura como presidente de los Estados Unidos de Joe Biden y se ha convertido en la poeta inaugural más joven en participar en esta ceremonia. La californiana ha recitado el poema The hill we climb [La colina que escalamos], una composición que acabó unos días después del asalto al Capitolio, explicaba al New York Times.

"Hemos visto una fuerza que destruiría nuestra nación antes que compartirla, destruiría nuestro país si esto implicaba retrasar la democracia. Y este esfuerzo casi lo ha conseguido. Pero mientras que la democracia se puede atrasar periódicamente, nunca se puede derrotar", decía en referencia a los disturbios. Con solo 22 años, la poeta se ha referido a la necesidad de mostrar unidad y esperanza como nación, contra la división y el uso de la violencia del trumpismo. En su blog ofrece un libro con sus últimos poemas.

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Gorman se suma a la lista de poetas que han participado en las ceremonias de investidura durante una larga historia de presidentes de los EE.UU., como por ejemplo Maya Angelou, Robert Frost, Miller Williams y Elizabeth Alexander. "En mi poema, no entraré en lo que hemos visto durante las últimas semanas y, me atrevería a decir, en los últimos años. A lo que aspiro con el poema es a usar mis palabras para visualizar una manera en la que nuestro país todavía pueda mantenerse unido y curar las heridas", aseguró en una entrevista al New York Times.

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Aparte de poeta, Gorman también es activista vinculada a luchas como el feminismo o la opresión sobre la comunidad negra de los Estados Unidos. Estudió sociología en la Universidad de Harvard y en 2015 publicó su primer poemario, The one for whom food is not enough [Aquella para quien la comida no es suficiente]. Dos años después, ganó el prestigioso título National Youth Poet Laureate, que premia a poetas jóvenes de todo el país.

Gorman ha compartido escenario con otros artistas como Lady Gaga y Jennifer Lopez y su participación en la ceremonia se debe –en parte– a la nueva primera dama, Jill Biden, que había asistido a uno de sus recitales en Washington. "El tema de la inauguración es América Unida, así que cuando oí que esta era su visión, fue muy fácil para mí decir:

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Transcripción del poema

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 unfinished
We the successors of a country and a time
Where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one
And yes we are far from polished
far from pristine
but that doesn't mean we are
striving to form a union that is perfect
We are striving to forge a union with purpose
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man
And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us
but what stands before us
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,
we must first put our differences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another
We seek harm to none and harmony for all
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew
That even as we hurt, we hoped
That even as we tired, we tried
That we'll forever be tied together, victorious
Not because we will never again know defeat
but because we will never again sow division
Scripture tells us to envision
that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid
If we're to live up to our own time
Then victory won't lie in the blade
But in all the bridges we've made
That is the promise to glade
The hill we climb
If only we dare
It's because being American is more than a pride we inherit,
it's the past we step into
and how we repair it
We've seen a force that would shatter our nation
rather than share it
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy
And this effort very nearly succeeded
But while democracy can be periodically delayed
it can never be permanently defeated
In this truth
in this faith we trust
For while we have our eyes on the future
history has its eyes on us
This is the era of just redemption
We feared at its inception
We did not feel prepared to be the heirs
of such a terrifying hour
but within it we found the power
to author a new chapter
To offer hope and laughter to ourselves
So while once we asked,
how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?
We will not march back to what was
but move to what shall be
A country that is bruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turned around
or interrupted by intimidation
because we know our inaction and inertia
will be the inheritance of the next generation
Our blunders become their burdens
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy
and change our children's birthright
So let us leave behind a country
better than the one we were left with
Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest,
we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one
We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
every corner called our country,
our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes we step out of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms as we free it
For there is always light,
if only we're brave enough to see it
If only we're brave enough to be it