The Music of A Mouth Harp
On this side it says, Take down all the flagships and let them all burn down.
It says, Mother of God! How creepiness lies straight down your hand; nerves fail.
You do not think it your right to maneuver us the subjects.
Do you not think we have the right to have a break.
It says, Take it all down with you, these metal sheets, these fell people.
There is nothing pretentious about a deluge, dear.
It says, Do things considerably manageable. Take morality as a gift!
Oh a gift it is! The wrong is ecumenical, you see. Better hypocrites telling us to go
Than flag ships worn out asking for our nets we haven't been used to giving
The mosquitoes you woke are not used to this, anyway. There will be sheets for them.
It says, Dare not say anything prosaic. Dare not say I am your son.
The lies are not able to show themselves the slightest bit close to being
Put aside the name of your all unforgiving gods.
It says, Mother of God! How creepiness lies straight down your hand; nerves fail.
You do not think it your right to maneuver us the subjects.
Do you not think we have the right to have a break.
It says, Take it all down with you, these metal sheets, these fell people.
There is nothing pretentious about a deluge, dear.
It says, Do things considerably manageable. Take morality as a gift!
Oh a gift it is! The wrong is ecumenical, you see. Better hypocrites telling us to go
Than flag ships worn out asking for our nets we haven't been used to giving
The mosquitoes you woke are not used to this, anyway. There will be sheets for them.
It says, Dare not say anything prosaic. Dare not say I am your son.
The lies are not able to show themselves the slightest bit close to being
Put aside the name of your all unforgiving gods.
Labels: Cirilo Bautista, ondoy, Sylvia Plath
murag late kaayo akong reply dah...anyway, yeah nag sugod na kog basa sa blog ni zafra pero murag maglisod ko basa sa tanan niya posts since 2006. whew. that's plenty of reading to do. i happen to like myke obenieta's poetry pero heavy kaayo iyang prose. you're right medyo inefficient na siya. i always feel as if he's constantly trying to show off his linguistic skills. and im not that well acquainted pa with the archaic cebuano language. i tried writing before in the vernacular, pero bati ang effect, pinugos kaayo. and pretentious. so i just stopped.
about my work being "effortless", is that a good thing or a bad thing? hehe. anyway think i know what you're driving at, i'll try to work on it. (so what are you waiting for, hannilou? write already!)
honestly, agree man pud ko nga everytime we ask someone to read our work we are also subconsciously (or consciously) waiting for a compliment. i am guilty of that. but at the same time i am also expecting for the worst. in the end, what's important is not the feedback, but the fact nga naay ni feedback, even though it was not the comment that we were expecting. it's comforting to know that at least our work did not go unnoticed.
:-)
Posted by
hannilou |
10:53 PM GMT+8
P.S.
Refreshing kaayo ni nga piece (The Music of a Mouth Harp). it's like getting to know a whole new, upgraded richard abad. or am i? ^^,
Posted by
hannilou |
10:56 PM GMT+8
Pinakaduol nga pasangil aning The Music kay ang Apocalypse nga Baha ug ang Subing, katong gamit sa mga muslim nga nindot kayog tingog, nay baligya ani sa linyas tindahan sa Abellana, palit! About you writing, I don't know, I think lahi sad siguro ang epekto sa pag protract nimo sa imong pag publish online. Pang posthumous siguro ning dagan sa imong concept ay ala S. Plath. About sa effortless, imposible nga dili siya masud sa description sa mga taw nga "good", so you're welcome.
Ug basta basa basa basa basa lang ta, ug dili kalimtan ang Fahrenheit 451 statement nga di ta magpakakinsa kay mga jacket sa libro rata. 35 hours/wk ragud akong work tungod lang aning pag-apas sa basahon. :-)
Ug naa bitaw koy feeling nga kunuhay ako gi up ang mga butang. Not sure though if it's good. :-)
Posted by
Richard J.A. |
1:38 AM GMT+8
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