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    na, mula noong 24 Enero, 2006, ang nakitambay dito

On the Necessity of Sadness
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Let me tell you about longing.
Let me presume that I have something
new to say about it, that this room,
naked, its walls pining for clocks,
has something new to say
about absence. Somewhere
the crunch of an apple, fading
sunflowers on a quilt, a window
looking out to a landscape
with a single tree. And you
sitting under it. Let go,
said you to me in a dream,
but by the time the wind
carried your voice to me,
I was already walking through
the yawning door, towards
the small, necessary sadnesses
of waking. I wish
I could hold you now,
but that is a line that has
no place in a poem, like the swollen
sheen of the moon tonight,
or the word absence, or you,
or longing. Let me tell you about
longing. In a distant country
two lovers are on a bench, and pigeons,
unafraid, are perching beside them.
She places a hand on his knee
and says, say to me
the truest thing you can.
I am closing my eyes now.
You are far away.

[revised 7:06 pm, 16 September]

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posted by mdlc @ 2:53 AM  
12 Comments:
  • At 10:12 AM, Blogger cheLot said…

    ang sakit naman nito sa panga :|

     
  • At 10:27 AM, Blogger mikael said…

    ngyak. para bang nanununtok?

     
  • At 11:13 AM, Blogger cheLot said…

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  • At 11:32 AM, Blogger cheLot said…

    hindi suntok, e. iba. parang... nananakal. parang ganun, pero hindi, kasi nasa loob ng leeg yung sakit. alam mo yun? parang biglang ang hirap lumunok dahil may namumuong holen sa lalamunan mo, pero pipilitin mong lumunok kasi hindi ka makahinga, tapos mapapaluha ka pero mapipigilan mo yung paglabas ng luha (kasi maraming tao sa paligid). yun. ganon. kaya masakit sa panga.

     
  • At 5:34 PM, Anonymous mrs. chan said…

    Are you longing for someone?

     
  • At 8:51 PM, Blogger mikael said…

    hmm. mrs. chan, kailangan bang malungkot (ngayon mismo) para tumula nang malungkot? parang hindi yata.

     
  • At 11:44 PM, Anonymous mrs. chan said…

    i don't know, you tell me. curious lang. yearning, longing. if that's not being malungkot, i don't know what is.

    anyway, magaling ka sumapol. sobra.

     
  • At 3:26 AM, Blogger mikael said…

    well, may punto ka nga naman. sabihin na lang natin na minsan naramdaman ko rin naman kung paanong malungkot. salamat sa pagbasa. :)

     
  • At 8:36 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    sir, ang galing po nito. nakaka-relate ako. :(

    maaari niyo po bang i-post yung tula niyo na ginawa sa heights writers' workshop? yung may title na, "ang makasalanan?" :)

     
  • At 11:10 PM, Anonymous brandz said…

    sinasapul ako nito. sarap.

     
  • At 11:32 PM, Blogger mikael said…

    aba't mabenta talaga ang mga love poem, ano? anon: sige, pero irerevise ko muna. hapit sa trabaho, e, walang panahong mag-revise. brandz: salamat, p're. actually 'yung isang linya e nakuha ko ang ideya mula sa usapan natin ukol sa "namamagang buwan." kita-kits sa biyernes, hopefully, kung di ako masyadong lagari sa trabaho.

     
  • At 6:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    hi! sarap basahin nito, tumatagos.. anyway, sobrang like yung winning poems mo nung 2007 Palanca. as in, pwede ko nang sambahin..

     
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