here & now 2

sometimes in a face I see a story

a play hiding in the way a man walks

a song humming on a street corner

sometimes the art is waiting in the

ordinary waiting to be amplified

what is more stunning than sun set

or sun rise what sound more musical

than the ocean what painting can rival a forest

the story of these things

captured in color words motion

the dancer moving though sorrow

with the grace of glaciers falling

resolutely into the sea with artful

finality I capture poems from the news

like a fisher-woman with a net

snaring reality turning light on it

because we are breathing

here & now

moving majestically

grinding time like sand

beneath our lives singing

this moment is a prayer

hovering like a humming bird

over our tongues

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.
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