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…oating to the top of my morning, when my night holds tightunfinished dreams, unrealized hopes, and day offers no promises other than a poem dipped in blue, and that is enough.
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Jenine Bsharah Baines
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So beautiful and so wise
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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