Sunday, December 21, 2008
Day Twenty-two
Yesterday, Ada came by with magic and light and a calender made of birds. She held Eva's head with her two hands and gave her kisses, told her stories about whales and said her ears looked like seashells. After she left, we went to bed early, and I dreamed of icebergs, not just the tips of them but the whole mass of them. When I woke, I pulled Eva close and pressed my ear to her ear, tighter and tighter, until I could hear the whole ocean inside of her.
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It was such a deep pleasure to meet her. She was such a true joy. I'll call you when I get back and we'll talk poems, stories, and baby's ears. I posted the poem I told you about the Thorn Birds. I'll post some more of them later for you. Magic and Light!
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