One Of My Great Secrets Was Knowing

There's Something Almost Adolescent About Whitman's Paean To Everything That Was And Remains Good About America.

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.

Why Did I Not Know That Birth Is The Pinnacle Where Women Discover The Courage To Become Mothers?

If You Want To Understand Any Woman, You Must First Ask About Her Mother And Then Listen Carefully.

The More A Daughter Knows The Details Of Her Mother's Life [...] The Stronger The Daughter.