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A Tanka of Farewell & Gratitude
1 min readApr 1, 2020
For May and Casey
“Help me!” your house called.
“Make me beautiful again.”
With “yes,” we bloomed, too:
our hearths sanded and stained;
our scrub transplanted in Light.
Member-only story
For May and Casey
“Help me!” your house called.
“Make me beautiful again.”
With “yes,” we bloomed, too:
our hearths sanded and stained;
our scrub transplanted in Light.
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself