With seeming innocence, Sandra S. McRae asks us to “watch how plastic bags and straw wrappers can get caught in the eddy of a breeze,” but then demands “Justify your life” — allowing responses to be double-spaced “when appropriate.” In her hands, “where the hell are the rubber bands?” becomes an existential question. After reading McRae’s poems, we too hear rocks say “It goes faster than you / think. We should know,” and we know we are not alone. A magical read.
Sandra S. McRae's The Magic Rectangle, immersed me in her honesty and bravery as she reveals herself. Her life's experiences woke me to her insights through lovely rhythms and quiet words. In "Germicidal Maniac," Sandra writes of her fears when her daughter becomes ill and her mother-response is to sanitize everything with bleach. "(I) soaked everything that wouldn't dissolve." Along with my empathetic nods, I often found myself grinning. What an insightful collection of beautifully detailed experiences. I loved this book!