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To Sing You Must
Exhale
by Kathryn Mulderink
illustrated by Victor KyNam
Morrisville, NC: Lulu, 2004
Reviewed by
Patrice Fagnant-MacArthur
As Marty Barrack states in the
Foreward of
To Sing You Must Exhale poems bypass the intellect and
write directly upon our hearts.” Kathryn Mulderink’s poetry is
beautiful, meant to be read, savored, re-read, and pondered in the
heart and soul. Mulderink describes herself as a “thirtysomething
homeschooling mother of seven” who offers this slim book of verse
composed over the course of twenty years as a gift to all who receive
it. In her poetry, she explores the soul’s reaching out for God and
God’s response.
To Sing You Must Exhale is
divided into three parts: “From Hearts of Stone,” “Leaping with the
Heart,” and finally, “The Beating Heart of God.” Each section
corresponds to a stage on our spiritual journey as we search for union
with God. In Part One, “A Song of Sky and Sinking in Fives and Sixes”
explores a child’s reaching for God as she grows to adulthood at the
ages of five, six, ten, twelve, twenty, twenty-four, and thirty. While
in her younger years, she longs for God with pure unadulterated
desire, by the age of thirty she realizes:
“You recognize the God-given
right of every heart to beat,
sense the song only you can
sing,
the music it alone has been
given and which
Heaven will not repeat,
its gift to give back to the
King.”
Mulderink acknowledges that
wisdom for us often comes late in life. As she indicates in “Born
Again,” only once we come to the knowledge of how much we need God do
we truly begin to live:
“Unfortunate we
who only begin to live
so many decades after we are
born.”
Part two features the title poem
“To Sing You Must Exhale” which describes a near-death experience
taking place during childbirth:
“I know what I do not know and
I’ve leaned face-first into
the most fragile membrane and
balanced, breathless, on that
stropped razor edge
which separates us from all we
are meant to be.”
“Chosen” offers the reason we
belong to God:
“You,
before all this was,
you chose me.
Therefore I am.
And therefore I am Yours.”
Part Three includes a poignant
tribute to Mary, mother of Jesus, in “Twice United:”
“She so loves the world
that she will give her only Son,
and the blood that saves the
world
first came
from her own heart.”
The final poem in the
collection, “Gift,” once again returns to the theme of offering all
that we are back to God:
“Love asks each soul . . .
to offer the self we have
received as gift to Him
so that He can continue to give
through our hands,
through our eyes.”
Mulderink’s writings are truly
Catholic. While they speak to the universal longing of the soul for
God, they do so firmly within the Catholic experience of faith. The
Eucharist as True Presence is a prevalent theme (very appropriate as
this is “The Year of The Eucharist” in the Catholic Church), as is
Marian Devotion. Included in the collection are a few poems that were
written for a particular event or person and are more formal and
traditional in nature. These are Mulderink’s weakest efforts. As most
any artist can tell you, it is very difficult to force creativity. It
is when the Spirit is flowing through you and the inspiration comes
from God that the work takes on a life of its own. Fortunately for us,
the Spirit was hard at work in the vast majority of Mulderink’s verse.
God has used her words to help bring us to God.
Any review
would be incomplete without a mention of the illustrations by Victor
Kynam, a seminarian “who dedicates all his art to the Holy Trinity and
the Blessed Virgin Mary.” His black and white line drawings, many with
intricate undertones and hidden images, only add to the experience of
the verse. Both words and pictures unite in a mystical prayer to God.
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Patrice Fagnant-MacArthur is editor of “The Spiritual Woman
Newsletter” (http://www.spiritualwoman.net)
and author of “Letters to Mary from a Young Mother” (iUniverse, 2004).
She has a Master of Arts Degree in Applied Theology from Elms College.
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