We will not live our worthy lives in fear and shame. He was raised in Miami and earned a BS in civil engineering and MFA in creative writing from Florida International University. Why the rockets’ red glare of your eyes aimed at us in this needless, perilous fight? He is the fifth poet to read at a United States presidential inauguration, having read the poem "One Today" for Barack Obama's second inauguration.

He is the author of several poetry collections, including How to Love a Country (Beacon Press, 2019).

In his role, … Richard Blanco is an American poet, public speaker, author and civil engineer. O say—listen to us: we’re the snip-snip of gardeners trimming your hedges, and the rattle of our maracas playing on the radio; we’re the kind voices of bus drivers wishing you a buenos días, and the pop voices of singers stirring you to dance into your bodies; we’re the riveting of steel piecing cars together, and the beats of our poets pounding out lyrics. Let the home of the brave remain our home, too.

Poem Hunter all poems of by Richard Blanco poems. O say—feel us: we’re the strength of nannies pushing strollers up park hills, and the muscle of batters swatting home runs over stadium walls; we’re the prideful tucking of satin hotel sheets, and the pride of graduates in satin gowns. Richard Blanco was born in Madrid and immigrated to the United States as an infant with his Cuban-exile family. Richard Blanco is the fifth presidential inaugural poet in U.S. history — the youngest, first Latino, immigrant and gay person to serve in such a role. O say, when will you un-translate us, un-italicize us from the lands and mountains our lives rooted and named: la Sierra Nevada, la Florida, Montana, Sangre de Cristo, Tejas, Nuevo México? Photo of a Man on Sunset Drive: 1914, 2008. Born in Madrid to Cuban exile parents, the negotiation of cultural identity and place characterize his work. By Richard Blanco.

In his role, he helps champion the organization's free resources for teachers, student projects, and other education initiatives. O say, when will you believe our hands across our hearts’ unwavering belief in those broad stripes and bright stars waving in the same sky above our same schools, churches, and baseball fields?

When will you recognize the shared words of our shared history: say, rodeo and bronco; say, patio and plaza; say, bonanza and canyon; say that you hear our rivers gallantly streaming in Spanish: río Colorado, río Los Angeles, río Grande? More Poems by Richard Blanco.

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For poet Richard Blanco, the El Paso massacre became a catalyst to write, Mr. President, the hatred of the El Paso shooting didn't come from our city, After El Paso, Latinos across America live in fear, A store manager, a frantic father, grateful survivors, Your California Privacy Rights/Privacy Policy. © 2020 USA TODAY, a division of Gannett Satellite Information Network, LLC. Column:For poet Richard Blanco, the El Paso massacre became a catalyst to write. Richard Blanco is the Education Ambassador of the Academy of American Poets. He is the first immigrant, the first Latino, the first openly gay person and the youngest person to be the U.S. inaugural poet.

... Richard Blanco was born in Madrid and immigrated to the United States as an infant with his Cuban-exile family. By Richard Blanco. He is the author of five poetry collections, including "How to Love a Country" (2019) which explores the many sociopolitical issues of our nation, past and present. As a historic presidential inaugural poet, public speaker, teacher and memoirist, he continues to travel the world, inviting audiences to reconnect to the heart of the … Richard Blanco is one of the most beloved and influential poets and storytellers writing today. O say, can you see us by the dawn of our ancestors’ light still breathing through the cities we forged from the wind of our wills, drenched in the rain of our dusty sweat, and christened for the faith gleaming in our saints’ starry eyes: San Francisco, San Antonio, San Diego? Let the land of the free count us in, too.