Bald eagle facing camera by Doc Ellen at Jordan Lake
Talking to Myself Forty-Seven November 8, 2020
For Joe Biden and Kamala Harris
New visions, new hope. We celebrate.
Our next American president has a heart
big enough to love us all, very much
including those who voted against him.
He tells us, those on the ground and those
watching all over the world, that we are
now part of Joe Biden’s family. Those
words we learn as children: “with
liberty and justice for all” will come
true now. A white man and a black
woman say so. Joe and Kamala bring
their families, black and white, from
toddlers to the man who, at seventy-eight
will be our next president, onto the stage.
For those listening and watching, waving
flags, smiling and crying, they know they
are witnessing a new day, not only
in America, a land of “possibilities,”
but in our world, in time to fight climate
change, to kill the pandemic that is
killing us, to tackle systemic racism.
More people voted this time than ever
before: seventy-four million alone for
Biden. It took days to count all the
ballots. But they counted them. We
used our privilege–to vote. Our voices
and our votes made it possible.
We can once again believe in
that elusive liberty, that justice for all.