O what is it about having one's own Babe upon one's Hip that makes a Woman wish to go home to her Mother? A Desire to say: 'Look, the Circle is compleat'? A Desire to say: 'Look, I have cross'd the Divide and now am more like you'? A Desire to say: 'Look, this Babe I offer you is my most precious Gift'?
O what is it about having ...
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You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see a smart woman with a dumb guy.
My mother wanted me to be her wings, to fly as she never quite had the courage to do. I love her for that. I love the fact that she wanted to give birth to her own wings.
We don't have a clear path forward, and that's been the case for feminism since the 18th century, when the idea of the rights of women actually began.
I don't cook. My mother didn't cook. My daughter doesn't cook.
All my forebears worked for a living. My grandfather painted portraits. My mother too. My aunt painted seascapes.