The women's renaissance in the Arab East is not mentioned without the name of Mai, the literary struggler who lived what she wrote, and her full life was the best of the effects she left behind, and the name of May, the literary warrior, comes to mind. In Egypt, she attracted the attention of writers, and they gathered around her, making her salon, which they frequented every Tuesday, an arena for discussion. In matters of culture and arts, in a sober atmosphere filled with reassurance, the sweet beauty of the girl is enhanced by intelligence. During those literary circles, May read an article by Gibran Khalil Gibran, and she found in him a pang of pain, ferocity, brutality, and an outburst of wildness that she had always struggled with, and it caused her unquenchable anxiety. Not only was she reading Gibran, and she wanted to write to him, but how could she do it when she did not know him, and after hesitation? Tawil took her brush and wrote her first letter to him, and that was on March 29, 1912. Mai began her letter by introducing herself and said: "I go by Mai in Arabic, which is the abbreviation of my name, and it is made up of the first and last letters of my real name, which is Mary, and I go by "Isis Kopia" in Frankish. However, this is neither my name nor that. I am the only one who has parents, even though I have many surnames." She started talking to him about her condition in Egypt, her writing and her way of life, her literary projects and other personal affairs, which she would not have mentioned if she had not wanted to satisfy her feminine pride by convincing Gibran that she was not an ordinary interloper writing to him.