i hear them speak of reclamation
of things
of people
of themselves
and in a little while
a brittle smile
breaks away
at the corners of lips
that remain shut
as i begin to think about
the whereabouts
in which they
frantically search
for all these things
that already left
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Pan Xiaozhen
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Great poetry is in the air today. Hudson Biko makes every word count.
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Thank you Christine!
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Great poetry of giving a worth to words. You have a great power of observation, Biko! And even if the conversation was just a normal smalltalk, you made a great thing of it! Your last 7 words say everything: “for all these things, that already left”…it´s just the wish, to leave in peace and harmony…the highest way of seperation.
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Thank you so much! Yes, I think some of the greatest things can be drawn from some of those we deem little. I’m so happy you enjoyed it!
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An absolutely great great poem Hudson, small words full of emotion, and that’s what I strive to do, concise and poignant, well done…
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Thank you Ivor! I’m so glad you liked it. Words of emotion are the best words.
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This has a wonderful cadence when you read it aloud 🙂
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Thank you so much! 😊
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