Marge Piercy's first event, a reading at Temple Beth El on ritual and remembrance, was amazing!  Her work had an oracular force and grace to it, as if a larger breath had surged through her own individual breathing.  The work was incantatory, wise, sometimes funny, but mostly--large.  Her phrasing reminded me of Yehuda Amichai's poetry--breath of my breath.  Something great came through this poet and touched all of us in the sanctuary.

Her interpretations of Biblical themes and tales brought out women's voices and roles, made the sacred part of the ordinary in a vivid way, made the ordinary gleam.

I wish there had been more people there!

Also the cakes were to die for afterward.  The Sisterhood rocks!