Rise

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corn stalks sway
mountains rise
broken clouds

 

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Photo: Lombardy, Italy, c.b.w. 2018

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2019

 

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Crowd

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spires pierce
a deep blue sky
lost in the crowd

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Photo: Duomo di Milano, Milan, Italy, c.b.w. 2018

This is the last picture I took in Milan. The trip itself was amazing in terms of the architecture, culture, and scenery, but also because it was a return to something I love: travel. After a few years of being unable to travel overseas, it felt amazing to jump back into the fray and be somewhere so fundamentally different from home. On this last evening, my husband and I wandered around the Duomo as we had several nights before, but there was something different in the air. Rather than the sense of something exciting and strange, a feeling of familiarity and settling in took over. That’s the thing about travel – places that are foreign and unnerving at first quickly begin to feel like home. It’s in these moments that you realize we are more the same than different.

Words: c.b.w. 2019