tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post1200589017376623942..comments2014-12-02T00:43:25.023-08:00Comments on American Witch: Choice Among the Goddesses, or How I Finally Wrote About My AbortionAnnie Finchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09874209585098408777noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-23593408735780164352011-04-26T00:45:58.037-07:002011-04-26T00:45:58.037-07:00The book is very powerful, Annie, and I was glad t...The book is very powerful, Annie, and I was glad to read what more you say here about its history. <br /><br />After you and I last saw one another, I read the bulk of the book aloud to myself when I was home alone. In the thrall of all those dactyls, I heard a humming, an awakening of the hive. <br /><br />However important the book is and will be in providing for women a spiritual context in which to consider abortion, I think the book can and will create such a context for men as well, especially men who need the goddesses more than they know.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02190148575237516134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-83002217184378015012011-04-19T07:12:43.348-07:002011-04-19T07:12:43.348-07:00Thank you! i am involved in writing a memoir now ...Thank you! i am involved in writing a memoir now which is very much concerned with excavating the past in a more general sense too--so this is extremely timely for me, and I'm sure many readers will appreciate it also!Annie Finchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09874209585098408777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-21183431583483671232011-04-14T18:45:31.809-07:002011-04-14T18:45:31.809-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Phecbahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03518209896052310941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-86563985218491122982011-04-13T22:10:50.714-07:002011-04-13T22:10:50.714-07:00I know you most probably know this poem by a favor...I know you most probably know this poem by a favorite author of mine, but it's recent air play in her voice on the radio in celebration of National poetry month, and your own excavation of your past reminds me of it...so I am printing it for all to share who may not know Adrienne Rich-<br /><br />"Diving into the Wreck"<br /><br />First having read the book of myths,<br />and loaded the camera,<br />and checked the edge of the knife-blade,<br />I put on<br />the body-armor of black rubber<br />the absurd flippers<br />the grave and awkward mask.<br />I ham having to do this<br />not like Cousteau with his<br />assiduous team<br />aboard the sun-flooded schooner<br />but here alone.<br /><br />There is a ladder.<br />The ladder is always there<br />hanging innocently<br />close to the side of the schooner.<br />We know what it is for,<br />we who have used it.<br />Otherwise<br />it is a piece of maritime floss<br />some sundry equipment.<br /><br />I go down.<br />Rung after rung and still<br />the oxygen immerses me<br />the blue light<br />the clear atoms<br />of our human air.<br />I go down.<br />My flippers cripple me,<br />I crawl like an insect down the ladder<br />and there is no one<br />to tell me when the ocean<br />will begin.<br /><br />First the air is blue and then<br />it is bluer and then green and then<br />black I am blacking out and yet<br />my mask is powerful<br />it pumps my blood with power<br />the sea is another story<br />the sea is not a question of power<br />I have to learn alone<br />to turn my body without force<br />in the deep element.<br /><br />And now: it is easy to forget<br />what I came for<br />among so many who have always<br />lived here<br />swaying their crenellated fans<br />between the reefs<br />and besides<br />you breathe differently down here.<br /><br />I came to explore the wreck.<br />The words are purposes.<br />The words are maps.<br />I came to see the damage that was done<br />I stroke the beam of my lamp<br />slowly along the flank<br />of something more permanent<br />than fish or weed<br /><br />the thing I came for:<br />the wreck and not the story of the wreck<br />the thing itself and not the myth<br />the drowned face always staring<br />toward the sun<br />the evidence of damage<br />worn by salt and sway into this threadbare beauty<br />the ribs of the disaster<br />curving their assertion<br />among the tentative haunters.<br /><br />This is the place.<br />And I am here, the mermaid whose dark hair<br />streams black, the merman in his armored body<br />We circle silently<br />about the wreck<br />we dive into the hold.<br />I am she: I am he<br /><br />whose drowned face sleeps with open eyes<br />whose breasts still bear the stress<br />whose silver, copper, vermeil cargo lies<br />obscurely inside barrels<br />half-wedged and left to rot<br />we are the half-destroyed instruments<br />that once held to a course<br />the water-eaten log<br />the fouled compass<br /><br />We are, I am, you are<br />by cowardice or courage<br />the one who find our way<br />back to this scene<br />carrying a knife, a camera<br />a book of myths<br />in which<br />our names do not appear.Ms.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09479767121319709878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-50388025236537183952011-04-12T03:40:31.535-07:002011-04-12T03:40:31.535-07:00Thank you so much for your wonderful comment! (: ...Thank you so much for your wonderful comment! (: It provides light for me to move forward.Annie Finchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09874209585098408777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850369461143325020.post-67445484387607058202011-04-10T11:29:01.059-07:002011-04-10T11:29:01.059-07:00How brave you are. This is a service to the whole...How brave you are. This is a service to the whole community of women worldwide. You are a gift. All love and blessings for you and your family, which includes every woman, child and man with access to your wisdom and generosity. i, an elder now, way past that prime, am encouraged by knowing that women like you are in the world, active, talented, strong and loving.Ms.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09479767121319709878noreply@blogger.com