Hard to believe that, come 21 January, it will be eight years since Richard Blanco read his poem "One Today" at the Inauguration of Barack Obama. This book tells the story of that performance by layering the three poems he wrote for the occasion between short essays about being selected, writing, revising, preparing for, and finally reading in Washington D.C.
What's almost naive, given how our social fabric has since been ripped apart, is how calm and ordinary it all comes across. Blanco focuses on America via "the spirit of its people" as if we are one people sharing one today every day.
Never once in his description of preparation for and attendance at the Inauguration does he mention fear or possible riots or Washington as an armed camp. Just crowds of cheering well-wishers. Joy. Pride in America.
Oh, how far we've fallen.
So, yeah. It's through a glass darkly that I read this book. Kind of sad, really. Not that we were ever perfect, but at least we didn't give a second thought to armed, right-wing extremists. Will that day ever come again, or was that "One Today" that particular day, Jan. 21, 2013?
Blanco offered three poems to the Inaugural Committee to choose from and, oddly, they didn't choose his favorite, "Mother Country," which was much more personal, drawing more heavily on his background as the son of emigrants from Cuba. Still, friends and fellow poets assured him that "One Today" was the right call, and he quickly grew comfortable with that poem as the one he would share with a huge televised audience.
As for Blanco himself, it's a mini-bio of his roots and current situation. His family settled in Miami, but he eventually settled in Maine, for instance. His favorite "old" poets are Elizabeth Bishop, Robert Hass, Philip Levine, Pablo Neruda, Sandra Cisneros (who helped with "One Today"), Adam Zagajewski, Martin Espada, St. Billy of Collins, and Campbell McGrath (his professor in a Masters writing course).
His favorite "new" poets: Rachel McKibbens, Ada Limón, Marlena Mörling. And if he could have one poem read at his funeral, it would be "One Art" by Elizabeth Bishop.
Overall, a nostalgic walk down recent-memory lane as far as Inauguration Week reading goes. Uplifting and, in our present situation, sad.