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When night at last began to change its moodI fled the house and waited for silence — On its adventI swaggered back to the chattelsI’d left behind and quenched the stifling air — Once and for all
Sylvia Wohlfarth
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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So lovely and inspiring, Sylvia. Thank you!
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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