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The Author/poet David Miller invites you into his home and life, and into a conversation that delves into such everyday questions as What is the soul? What is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of My life? Where did I come from? Who am I, really? Just simple, everyday questions. But instead of a scientific, theological, or philosophical treatise, the author asks you to join him, an average white man, on a quest to find out why the voice of black women seem to speak the loudest from his soul. We meet a black nurse that cradles him, a child with polio, against her warm big black breasts. His first teen crush, a new (you guessed it ) black English teacher with soft hands. A black and a brown woman at a Florida poetry gathering that send him off on a wild ride, 27 hours later, for the long drive home to California, writing feverishly along the way (and, oh, those dreams ). Finally, his most recent inspiration, his wife Myrtis, who liberates and releases the inner David that had been hiding in his shadows all along. Challenged with: "Have you ever written something erotic?" the poet's imagination (?) runs free, free, free at last. Erotica? Even chocolate erotica? From Dave, serious Dave. Who knew? Apparently, Myrtis Woven into the conversation are more than forty poems and twenty haiku that help to tell the story, and yes, they're mostly about women, and yes, mostly black women. Oh sure, there's a little science like DNA, but this is a conversation, not a lecture. Your opinion counts. The author merely offers himself up as the starting point. What you think about him, and more importantly, what you think about yourself is up to you. Rather than just a book of poems that leaves you guessing their meaning or purpose, The Women I Am, is a presentation of poems within a story, each helping the author explain his African awareness, his relationship with black women, both in his present daily life and within each of our ancient souls. Mr. Miller is trying, after all, to answer the same questions many authors and poets ask: Why did I write that? Where did 'that' come from? His answer, well, see for yourself, decide for yourself.