While I’m reading, a sentence will grab me and force me to stop. I pay tribute to other authors by sharing their Damn Fine Sentences with you. Then I recount a memory the words bring up for me. It’s about how books connect with your life.
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"I don't remember my mother because she died before I was born."
——Toni Morrison
—--Song of Solomon
I wake up disappointed to find myself still breathing, and I wonder …
A therapist explained, while I’d slept in utero, the chemicals that had ferried Mama’s depression through her blood were flowing through mine as well.
A Buddhist teacher said, “It’s depression, but not your depression.”
Poet Joy Harjo wrote that while she’d listened from an ancestor realm, she’d recognized her mother’s song and was called into this world by the music.
I wake up disappointed, cup my hands over my ears, and capture the refrain of Mama’s blood groaning through my veins.
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"I don't remember my mother because she died before I was born."
——Toni Morrison
—--Song of Solomon
I wake up disappointed to find myself still breathing, and I wonder …
A therapist explained, while I’d slept in utero, the chemicals that had ferried Mama’s depression through her blood were flowing through mine as well.
A Buddhist teacher said, “It’s depression, but not your depression.”
Poet Joy Harjo wrote that while she’d listened from an ancestor realm, she’d recognized her mother’s song and was called into this world by the music.
I wake up disappointed, cup my hands over my ears, and capture the refrain of Mama’s blood groaning through my veins.
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