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My vapoured glass present a vision,A drop of water latching on a lonely cableHanging loosely, swaying to the passing windDefying gravity, preventing a fallThe need, the greed, the desiredissolve into the serene smileof a dream….The imagery so visceralit touches your skinThe skin of your soulThe quiet, the tend…
Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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So evocative and creative!
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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