‘I, too, sing America’: readers share poetry to conquer hate
After four congresswomen faced racist attacks last week, we asked Guardian readers to share inspiring lines from poems and literature about overcoming hate
fter a chant of send her back A broke out at Donald Trumps rally in North Carolina last week, the Minnesota congresswoman Ilhan Omar responded by posting several lines from the Maya Angelou poem Still I Rise on Twitter.
The Guardian and Pen America asked a number of writers and poets including Min Jin Lee, Gregory Pardlo and Andrew Solomon to
share favorite lines from poetry and literature about overcoming hatred.
We also asked you, our readers, to share favorite lines. What follows is a selection of your submissions.
I dont need your praise to survive. I was here first, before you were here, before you ever planted a garden. And Ill be here when only the sun and moon are left, and the sea, and the wide field.
I will constitute the field.
excerpt from Witchgrass by Louise Glck
We grow up forgetting our incidental placements become fond of whatever bread and religion we are fed.
I Didnt Ask For My Parents by Sholeh Wolp
The Nobel peace prize winner Martin Luther King Jr and his wife, Coretta, arrive to deliver the traditional address at the University of Oslo on 11 December 1964. Photograph: Anonymous/AP
I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.
Martin Luther King Jrs Nobel peace prize acceptance speech
I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong.
Tomorrow, Ill be at the table When company comes.
I, Too by Langston Hughes
Remember the earth whose skin you are: red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth brown earth, we are earth. Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are alive poems. Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the origin of this universe. Remember you are all people and all people are you. Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. Remember language comes from this. Remember the dance language is, that life is. Remember.
Remember by Joy Harjo
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