Apollo
by Elizabeth Alexander
Poem
"Sometimes you have to go up really high to understand how small you are"
-Felix Baumgartner
Poem
"Apollo" by Elizabeth Alexander
We pull off
to a road shack
in Massachusetts
to watch men walk
on the moon. We did
the same thing
for three two one
blast off, and now
we watch the same men
bounce in and out
of craters. I want
a Coke and a hamburger.
Because the men
are walking on the moon
which is now irrefutably
not green, not cheese,
not a shiny dime floating
in a cold blue,
the way I'd thought,
the road shack people don't
notice we are a black
family not from there,
the way it mostly goes.
This talking through
static, bounces in space-
boots, tethered
to cords is much
stranger, stranger
even than we are.
Childhood
Harlem, NY
- Attended Yale, BU, and University of Pennsylvania
- Read a poem in 2009 at Obama's inauguration
- former Chair of the African American Studies Department at Yale University
- Daughter of former United States Secretary of the Army and Equal Employment Opportunity Commission Chairman Clifford Alexander, Jr. + Adele Logan Alexander, a professor of African-American women's history at George Washington University and writer
- Witnessed in August 1963 to the March on Washington site of Martin Luther King Jr. famous "I Have A Dream" speech
- Recalls, "Politics was in the drinking water at my house"
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