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Warsan Shire

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I have just purchased her book of poetry, “Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth”,  from Amazon and can’t wait to sit down and digest every little morsel of it, delighting in the feeling of someone being inside my head and my heart.  I could have had the Kindle edition for half the price, but I want the tactile experience of the book.  I came across this quote yesterday; I needed to see it, to read it.  Isn’t it amazing how the universe puts things in your path when you need them the most?  On my quest to returning to my former satisfaction with my self, this is another good step.

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6 thoughts on “Warsan Shire

  1. You get a BIG GOLD STAR for buying the book. Books rule. ebooks are proof positive that society is deteriorating. I don’t care if they’re more practical, ebooks suck x 1,000.

    • A couple years ago when I quit smoking, I was going to buy myself a kindle as a present for quitting; thought it would be a good motivator. I quit, but I never bought the kindle. Still can’t bring myself to do it. I love the feel and the smell, and the weight of a book in my hand. To me, reading a good book is like having good sex, and I want all my senses involved! I guess a kindle would kind of be like a dildo—it’s okay in a pinch, but the real thing is always better!! 😉

  2. Well, I wrote a long reply, but it didn’t want to post for me. So instead of rewriting it, let’s just say I absolutely love my Kindle, but it will never be my sole source for reading.
    And I just looked up Warsan Shire — besides having a very cool name, she has very cool poetry. Thanks for sharing her!

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