Fugue state


One of my oldest poems, written around 1996. This was eventually published in The Philippine Graphic Magazine in 1999.

Fugue by Louise Bourgeois, 2003

Fugue

 

 

I see

The foamy waves

Kissing the sand

The shore

That is you.

 

They whittle

Each grain, time

And patience etched

Into the fine face

That is love.

 

Sea-birds

Finding the flow

Glide to some

Tender space

Within your limbs:

 

Nest of my feelings.

 

If clouds refuse

To heed the outline

Of your smile,

I will be sun-rays

Dropping gently

 

On your skin.

 

Manila, 1996

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About the pensive poet

development worker. kasuyo. bugtong na anak. retired drag queen. kalaguyo. kaibigan. future carpenter, bread-maker, or bar-tender. feeling manunulat at makata. borderline obsessive-compulsive. control freak. book worm. isnabero. mahiyain. astang cineaste. aspiring photographer.

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