February 25, 2009 10:54 am
Mary Thomas, Santa Cruz, CA
This is what I wrote the day after bringing home Sisters Singing:
It is like a love affair! It's hard to sleep, too much amazement and joy, more exciting than I imagined. At first, I dip in at random. There's Maggie's piece, “Musings of a Prolactin Junkie,” and I realize that I will send the book to my best friend Nancy (who is an atheist) for her birthday, and she will LOVE it. Then, I start from the beginning with Deena and Carolyn, and travel on ...
When I finally turn out the light, I lay the book at my side on the
bed, not realizing that I will feel compelled to reach out and touch it during the night. I wake at four a.m., telling myself to go back to sleep, I haven't had enough, I have to go to work today, but I give up after a while, turn on the light, reach for the poems and photographs and prayers, grief and comfort and beauty, and here's a poem I know, remember being read aloud for the first time, "Just Brushing the Lips Of." What a delight.