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Water Rondel

Love is what makes music take nature’s shape.Heart singing through the warbler’s throat,Storm clouds curling, calm ripples ‘round a boat,Music is water, its shape...

What Is Your Name?

How do you call yourselfwhen no one, not even you,listens? Where do you find the wordswhen everything escapes yourthoughts? What stories come to lifewhen images are...

Touch me not

Why not, my Lord, after what you’ve done to me,Hurling my heart into the heaving waves off Magdala,Leaving me on the dark shores, empty...

Old letters

Did we not, as children, let the seasons pour from our bosoms- artlessly, as buds bringing to light. Colors   I painted words in pristine tonality. The subject watered by...

Shutter

A fast-clicking cameraCaptures the momentWhen a loaded balloon breaks,The water inside itReasonably in the shapeOf a glass Earth, as wellBefore it quickly fallsApart, leaking away,Flopping, as it were,Into a shapeless puddle. We who have been moldedBy tenderness before the denial,The fevered seasonOf turning awayTo...

MATERNITY WARD WOES

Zero Hour Doc Hours from here My man went from door to door Offering our pigs and chickens at half the price For any moving vehicle that could bring me to you That, we don’t have, the farmers saidbut blood we can giveOn trucks loaded with cane;On top of...

Seven out of ten farmers have no land

Seven out of ten lands have no song Seven out of ten songs have no scent Seven out of ten scents have no tears Seven out of ten tears have no words Seven out of ten words have no thunder Seven out of ten thunders have no wound Seven...

George Tapan’s Baler

This is us. Hold steady.No shakes please. We need clarity.No blur, but a clear picture of the windAnd clouds, our lives amongThe pebbles, our eyes intent on yourFocus as we face the sea.Surely, you’re an expertOf aperture and adventure,And our lives frozen, our...

BOL-ANON PRODIGAL (Panglao Island, 2022)

either you take the drinkor the drink takes you: choice of tuba, san miguel beer,ginebra or vino kulafu—naunsa ba ka? Naglisud-lisud na ka sa pag-Binisaya! Only the sea embraces—bluest expansedrowning all tongues, all thought:liquor brewed from a brown god’sblood, seasoned with the salt of memory. Bisag unsa...

Two Poems for 2023

2023 Never too sure if thisis still the right way.The world maintains its tilta couple degrees off its axisand the roads shudderat our destinations.From where I standI see rain shooting from the groundlike glass weeds, volatile and feverish.Rainbows bursting out of trees.And the fires,...

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