Parallel Poems, Like Parallel Lines, Don’t Meet

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Confucius Say

The dreams I can’t recall on waking

Must be shaking their heads if they were

Folk, from not a false universal

Sense of waste that extends to even

The airy nothing that they are – such

As, if the ruthless truth be quoted

From Quixote, we all of us are,

To borrow a necessarily

Highbrow no Hebrew thing, though I have

Never had dreams where my name was not

Cesar Aquino but something else,

Or Cesar Aquino but I was

Someone else, that would have been nightmare,

A German Expressionist 20s

Kino germane to the idea

Of I am as amnesia, when you

Like an idiot savant remember

All, everything except what you were,

If nothing scary compared to when

You seem to recall what you were not.

After Robertus Green

Sky blue.

Ocean blue.

Faraway blue.

Bluebird blue

Rose blue.

Dreamed blue.

Heard blue.

Worn blue.

Ah! but blue

Cheers,

Commandeers

Sierra Madre.

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Cesar Ruiz Aquino

Cesar Ruiz Aquino studied and taught at Silliman University. He has written of himself thus: “He has no wife, and Michelle is his adopted daughter.” He has published six poetry collections. He adds that he “lives on the island of Negros where the dream-invading volcano of Kanlaon with arms akimbo glowers at the winds, towers above the lowlands.” 

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