Elizabeth Alexander will be the poet delivering a poem for the Innauguration. She is a friend of Obama and has quite a reputation with the racy poems:
quote: ""Her genitalia will float inside a labeled pickling jar . . . "
"Monsieur Cuvier investigates between my legs, poking, prodding . . . "
"Since my own genitals are public I have made other parts private."
from "The Venus Hottentot"
An X-Rated Inaugural?
By INVESTOR'S BUSINESS DAILY
excerpt...Alexander, honored as a Pulitzer Prize finalist, teaches English, African-American literature and gender studies at Yale, and her poetry has been taxpayer-subsidized by the National Endowment for the Arts. But if some of her past work is any indication, this year's ceremony on the Capitol steps might just give new meaning to the term "swearing-in."
Even if Alexander doesn't follow up the inaugural address with a "vagina monologue," this is still a choice that will make the left a lot happier than some of Obama's Cabinet picks.
"The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go
outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens,
nature and the Divine. Because only then does one feel that all is as it
should be and that the Divine wishes to see people happy, amidst the
simple beauty of nature."
Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!