I Am So Honored To Be The

I Could Not Get My Fill Of Looking. There Should Be A Song For Women To Sing At This Moment Or A Prayer To Recite. But Perhaps There Is None Because There Are No Words Strong Enough To Name That Moment.

It's A Wonder That Any Mother Ever Called A Daughter Dinah Again. But Some Did. Maybe You Guessed That There Was More To Me Than The Voiceless Cipher In The Text. Maybe You Heard It In The Music Of My Name: The First Vowel High And Clear, As When A Mother Calls To Her Child At Dusk; The Second Sound Soft, For Whispering Secrets On Pillows. Dee-nah.

One Of My Favorite Poets, Neruda, Writes Close To The Bone. Though I Know Only A Little Spanish, I Like To Compare The Spanish And English Lines And See How The Translator Worked.

Mountains Are Where Heaven Meets Earth.

Until Very Recently Men And Women Inhabited Very Separate Spheres. There Was Always Interconnection, Passion, Love. But Men And Women Didn't Hang Out At The End Of The Day And Chat About What Their Day Was Like At The Office.