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Shadow in the Garden

(Thinking of my daughter on her first death anniversary) It is a recurring thoughtAs lightsCast a shadowOn a familiar bookIn my gardenOn a restlessEarly morning. What...

Cinnamon Rolls

A covenant was made. You trod on my soil. You breathed my air. Here, tonight, I am having dinner. The hall would have fit in Many exuberant guests, But I only...

Sometimes, I Am the Leaves

Aimless and astray—“I won’t go far”But most times, I am lost in the intricate streets and manmade blocks Not knowing the way back to your...

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...

A big house is a small house

  Like a shoebox cramped with preserved Fragments of quite a life lived by—the letters From a childhood friend, puppy love remembered A ribbon, the first book gifted, cookie wrappers   Like a matchbox—emptied, cleaned and feathered Cushioned with small cloth and with some litters Of breadcrumbs, compartmentalized with cut boards To...

More poems in refracted light

  As a child I was taught never To curse the rain, no matter the floods Or the roof blown off due to howling Wind, indeed never mind the lost House as long as one was alive, To live and let live, even if night’s Softness lay in ambush, waiting For...

Red

Everyone says that Red is the color Of love and passion Which adds meaning to lovers’ days and inflames their hungry nights Yet some of us forget That red is blood Personifying life It moves and flows Inside our bodies, placing A stamp on our existence This hue is the flag Of pain and sorrow, Which reminds...

Garden

  to Bea Yap Martinez   Banished from a house in havoc, a broken vase, a curtain on fire,   I tiptoe here to hide, a child enisled in a labyrinth of green,   crouching behind stem and leaf, branch and blossom.   Heft of footsteps enter, a stick testing the air, seeking the source of sin.   Under the cover I...

Ang pag-iibigan

Akala ko, ang pag-iibigan Ay pag-uusap lamang At malagkit na tititigan. Akala ko, ang pag-iibigan Ay paghahawakan lamang ng kamay. Akala ko ang pag-iibigan Ay puro saya’t wala nang lumbay. Akala ko, ang pag-iibigan Ay pagtahak sa daan Na nabubudburan Ng talulot ng rosál.   Akala ko, ang pag-iibigan Ay paglalapat lamang ng mga labi At pagyayakapan...

Dahil ba

Dahil ba ako'y bata Ikaw ay walang awa? Kung manlaban mahina, Murang-mura ang diwa.   Dahil ba di mo kaya Yaong mas matatanda, Sa akin ibalandra Ang 'di magawa-gawa.   Dahil nga ako'y bata, Naiisip na tanga, Gipit ang pag-unawa Sa iyong halimbawa.   Dahil nga ako'y bata Ipagkait ang saya: Inggit ka yata, tanda, Sa babaw ng aking ligaya.   Dahil nga...

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