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Amanda Gorman by Adebanji Alade
"For Alex Jeffrey Pretti" Murdered by I.C.E. January 24, 2026 by Amanda Gorman
We wake with no words, just woe & wound. Our own country shoot ing us in the back is not just brutal ity; it’s jarring betrayal; not enforcement, but execution. A message: Love your people & you will die. Yet our greatest threat isn’t the outsiders among us, but those among us who never look within. Fear not the those without papers, but those without conscience. Know that to care intensively, united, is to carry both pain-dark horror for today & a profound, daring hope for tomorrow. We can feel we have nothing to give, & still belove this world wait ing, trembling to change. If we cannot find words, may we find the will; if we ever lose hope, may we never lose our humanity. The only undying thing is mercy, the courage to open ourselves like doors, hug our neighbor, & save one more bright, impossible life.
My take on the ships drama
Amanda Gorman honors Alex Pretti in new poem
The poet, who earlier this month wrote a poem honoring Renee Good, paid tribute to the 37-year-old ICU nurse fatally shot by Border Patrol officers in Minneapolis on Saturday.
The poet, who earlier this month wrote a poem honoring Renee Good, paid tribute to the 37-year-old ICU nurse fatally shot by Border Patrol o
Amanda Gorman is SO incredibly cute I love this look!
Round 3 - 2024 (The Garden of Time / Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion) - Match 16 of 25
Amanda Gorman (Prada), left
“When I heard the Met Gala 2024 theme was the Garden of Time, I immediately thought of the role of women, particularly women of color, throughout the expanse of fashion. Across countless images, portraits, and ideations over centuries, especially those in antiquity, Black women are often portrayed as possessions, if portrayed at all. Even on rare occasion when we are presented in high-society adornments, historically it was to place us to the side or foreground of others (for example, David Martin’s 18th century portrait of Dido Elizabeth Belle, a biracial British gentlewoman, comes to mind). With my look I wanted to place a Black woman in fashion stylings from distant Gilded Age-esque history but reimagined from a place of contemporary sociocultural power. Prada and my glam team have been dream partners in creating a brocade design that recalls an era of elegance and adornment with a modern twist.” (x)
vs. Demi Moore (Harris Reed, Cartier), right
““I thought a lot of people were going to be looking at this year’s theme in a way that everything should be very delicate and it should be all about lace, and see-through, and falling apart,” Reed tells Vogue. “I wanted to take the opposite approach. I wanted her to look like she was almost in full bloom for one split second on the red carpet before this flower then starts, like any flower, to decay.” Reed was particularly inspired by the thorns in the garden, hence the circumference of thorns that surround Moore. “That was so important to kind of show these almost thorns around her because so many beautiful things are spiky to the touch,” they say.” “Adding a mythical touch, Demi mentioned that the flower on her gown represented chloris, named after the Greek nymph of plants and flowers, thus tying her look back to ancient narratives of natural beauty and rebirth.” (x) (x)
Whose outfit was better?
Amanda Gorman
Demi Moore
“There is always light. If only we’re brave enough to see it. If only we’re brave enough to be it.” -Amanda Gorman
One of my favorite photos from the WNDR event last year with the Knights of Loreamour.
I highly recommend checking out the museum in downtown Seattle sometime if you're able. :)
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Still relevant, six years on. You can listen to Amanda read her poem here.
The sea sings out to its many saviors: Teenagers with fists thrust into the air at climate strikes, Scientists converging around their data, A child who stoops to scoop up a piece of trash.
The sea sings out for its singular subjects: Arching whales that wave from their waves, Turtles that teeter down their shining shores, Coral reefs shining brightly as cities.
The sea sings out its suffering, Knowing too much of waste, screeching sounds And pernicious poison, its depths bruised by Atrocities in the Atlantic, Misery in the Mediterranean, Its tides the preservers of time past.
The story of the ocean and the story of humanity Are one and the same, a Great River that Knows no borders and notes no lines, Only ripples. While we might call it the Seven Seas, Today we sing out your true name: The one ocean. For no matter how we try to separate your waters, You are the colossus that connects us.
Water makes up 70% of Earth, 70% of the human heart, And 70% of the human being, All of us, bodies of water, For we, too are oceans, Or at least beings bobbing in the same boat. To stand up for for our ocean Is to stand up for our own ship The sea is a restless, strong collective of many pieces. So are we. The ocean can recover. And so will we. Let us not divide the tides, But discover all they have to teach us– Green meadows of sea grass that survive pathogens, Blue-bloodied marine snails that can fight off viruses. There are more lessons to learn, Still more work to be done. So we lift our faces to the sun. May the seas help us see healing and hope, May we sing out the ocean’s survival and revival. Being the people of this blue planet is our most Profound privilege and power, For if we be the ocean’s saviors, Then it is surely ours.