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




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.



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

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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