Using the voice is a physical act, one that first announces the existence of the body of residence and then trumpets its arrival in a public space.

Using the voice is a physical act, one that first announces the existence of the body of residence and then trumpets its arrival in a public space.

Elizabeth Alexander
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In all marriages there is struggle and ours was no different in that regard. But we always came to the other shore, dusted off, and said, There you are, my love.

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What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.In today's sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.

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In the absence of organized religion, faith abounds, in the form of song and art and food and strong arms.

Elizabeth Alexander, The Light of the World
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I have not yet learned to use our television DVR. One of the points of marriage is that you split labor. In the olden days that meant one hunted and one gathered; now it means one knows where the tea-towels are kept and the other knows how to program the DVR, for why should we both have to know?

Elizabeth Alexander, The Light of the World
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Using the voice is a physical act, one that first announces the existence of the body of residence and then trumpets its arrival in a public space.

Elizabeth Alexander, The Black Interior: Essays
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Poetry, I tell my students,is idiosyncratic. Poetryis where we are ourselves,(though Sterling Brown said"Every 'I' is a dramatic 'I'")digging in the clam flatsfor the shell that snaps,emptying the proverbial pocketbook.Poetry is what you findin the dirt in the corner,overhear on the bus, Godin the details, the only wayto get from here to there.Poetry (and now my voice is rising)is not all love, love, loveand I'm sorry the dog died.Poetry (here I hear myself loudest)is the human voice,and are we not of interest to each other?

Elizabeth Alexander, American Sublime: Poems
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