shake

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i will stand miles away.

watching the shake

as it comes.

watching the break

as it falls.

watching the less

become more.

and still never

be ready for it.

 

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Sydney Sims

quake

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raised hands

wavered in bustling rooms.

as chairs sank

and walls bled

and hearts drowned.

and there was a way

the world fell still.

and rose.

beneath.

all at once.

 

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Sarah Diniz Outeiro

sunsets

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I’ve been taking more pictures of sunsets.

I suppose
As a reminder
that endings can be beautiful too.
And come again.

© Hudson Biko

crisp

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the air was crisp.

the sun was low.

the wind was soft.

there was so little.

that mattered so much.

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Jeff Kepler

 

storms (a collaboration)

Had the opportunity to do another collaboration with the wondrous Nandita (in italics). Always thrilled and humbled to share my words with her.

 

there was a recklessness

to the blow

of the wind.

a fierceness

to the sway

of the tress.

a harshness

to the pour

of the rain.

a way the night

lived in its own rebellion.

 

there was serenity albeit

in the darkness of the night

a grace 

to the shying 

of the moon

a wisdom in 

the way the skies burst open

buckled hearts 

to usher in 

a gust of purified breath

to wash away the stains 

from stubborn minds

©Hudson Biko and Nandita Manan Yata. 2018.