Sonnet for Athalie Range

From Key West, she rose with a rooted flame,  

Her Nassau lineage steady in her stride;  

Through rail-yard grit, she carved a storied name,  

Where steel forged strength she’d never hide.  

 

In Liberty City, widowed—yet unbowed—  

She built a home where grieving hearts got rest;  

A pillar standing tall, her people proud,  

A matriarch her city came to trust.  

 

The first Black woman on Miami’s board,  

She shaped new laws with courage tried by fire;  

She saved the Lyric, archival rights restored,  

And raised the culture to a higher choir.  

 

Athalie Range—to every age and mind

We vow to keep her legacy forever enshrined. 

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