poetry
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slowly, slowly, the bonsai
slowly, slowly, the bonsai grows. bending to the will of iron wires. out of constant strain: beauty. slowly, slowly creeping to the big bowl of freedom in the sky. Continue reading
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surely, water
surely, water flows out of unseen caves underground to the waiting breast of mother ocean. it is the accepted fate of flowing water to be lost in immensity. and to be the Immensity. Continue reading
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dungeon classroom
the prison guard is timewith his chrono-whip.lethargy is my class-, dungeon-mate. bubbling out from prof’s vile mouth: philosophical ennuis, killing me with jagged essences, mysteries, presences, problems, matter, truths, unfolding being and three sticky hours of slow, painful death. of philosophical damnations i halfly care about, i turn a dumb ear to the devil with Continue reading
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This is How I Understand Grief, Solitude
This is how I understand Grief: When the crisp and hollow wailing of our neighbor In front of her dead son Lost its consonants and the trail of Vowels seems to me the last echo In her womb. This is how I understand Solitude: I sit in a park bench And no one sits beside Continue reading
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The Madness of the Night and the Woven Stars
Koro (Stars) 1 Itipon an kanta kan mga bulalakaw sindang nag-gigira sa diklom na panganoron mga kantang minaosip sa agi-agi kan muraway estrelyang kadurog kan mga bulawan. 2 lakbayin ang kadiliman ng gabi ng walang hanggang lalim na mangha iabot ang mga makasalanang kamay sa mga mapanuksong kinang ng langit . Balyan And Continue reading
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Rain, Now
the rain is not in F today. rather, it sounds like a snip, snip on our roof. i look out. look up. and only a mocking, tangerine sky drips unwashed memories on my brows. Continue reading
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To the Vines on the Spines of EDSA
dream now, brave leaves, of dark earth and clear sky, of brooks rhyming and dew sighing. dream of the still night after a storm and the priestess-rain chanting on rocks. dream of innocence, dream of sleep, dream of weakness, dream of fear: the space of fields, expanse of oceans and frightful heights of skies. Continue reading
Being Here, Now. 