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...
I fed two takal of rice
Into the newly washed pot.
Scooped water for rinsing.
Fumbled, stirred the seeds
Of Tatay’s perspiration.
Spilled the milky water.
Poured out slowly until...
A glimpse of a full moon
On an early Thursday morning.
You look at the living room
And discover
A presence long gone.
And there is nothing
You can do.
Nevertheless
My...
Out of the blue yonderIn sheer queer wonderDaughter asks meWhat is the shape of tears?
I wonder what she meant.Has she wept too much?Cried as muchOr as frequentIn her tender age?
Has she bawledAnd bellowedOver some little romanceSome passing fancyRemembering the boyYet forgetting the feeling?
Has...
Catch me another duskAs the day is doneAnd the high bright sunHas settled where it shouldInto the bowels of the sea.
Catch me another duskTo recallLife on the islandWhen rice paddiesLead you to the nearby riverWhere the young diveAnd negotiate deep watersAnd rise nakedWhile...
That one moment,When I realized,I have to be stronger,Braver than ever…Not for myself.
The longing stare,Yet peaceful sense,That warm embrace,And loving words…“You are my angel.”
My heart shattered,I knew it’s time,Yet it kept me together,You need me now,more than ever.Not to keep you…But to let...
The Feet
When we are born, our fingers and toes are counted to confirm if we have themcomplete.Like the hands, we have two feet.Some were born with one or none.What is so special about the foot?
Cute little toes curling up bring gladness.The first few...
nothing has changed
only the forms of it
when we wedded
the struggle brought us
before a mayor
who joked, run
as fast as you can
don’t let the dictator catch you