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…ound much lately. In my short poem Much too Fast, I wrote that I was watching my father slowly die. This has been difficult and he has now passed away. I have written poetry on my father and my grief and healing but I am not ready yet to share it.
Harry Stefanakis
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Hugs. So sorry. xox
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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