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An Afternoon With Monet
Posted in Art Scene, Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Music, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Religion, Society, Travel, tagged bird, bloom, blue, boat, bob, book, brush, butterfly, cadmium, cloud, composition, creation, dance, demeanor, drank, dream, drip, easiness, enthusiasm, esteem, eyes, face, feather, flag, flight, flutter, free, garden, gaze, gentle, glide, grow, guest, heavy, horizon, hover, how, human, immortal, lake, landscape, lawn, live, loveliness, manicure, memoir, mirror, Monet, mountain, ochre, paint, palette, peace, picture, poem, poetry, pool, pot, prairee, prince, prominence, quiet, quite, reflection, regal, remembrance, reverie, ripple, sashay, sea, secret, see, seem, shiver, show, silence, silver, sit, small, soft, solitary, solitude, soul, spirit, sprig, still, stroke, sun, sweet, take, together, torment, touch, tress, undisturbed, usher, verdant, walk, way, welcome, wild, wind, wood, wve on February 23, 2012 | 4 Comments »
I met Monet in his princely demeanor, among the manicured lawn and the secret garden grows its verdant sprigs and tresses, wild and free in the prairie. Butterfly flutters paint palette hovering bloom after bloom. Solitude drips in cadmium and ochre sun sitting prominently, potted and composed, regal and undisturbed. A gentle touch of [...]
You Left Me With Things
Posted in Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Society, tagged abandon, again, air, anger, another, ask, away, bead, bed, beer, begin, believe, bleed, blue, blur, box, build, burden, burn, castaway, chain, cigarette, circle, day, defense, despair, dreams, emptiness, fear, feet, flame, float, floor, form, friend, ghost, grow, hate, hatred, hidden, how, keep, learn, left, light, linger, loneliness, loop, me, memoir, memory, move, mug, myself, night, no, own, poem, poetry, rain, ran, reminder, round, sad, sadness, satisfaction, shield, silence, skin, smash, sole, start, sting, stranger, surreal, sweat, tears, tell, things, tongue, under, unknowingly, wall, what, why, world, years, you on March 26, 2011 | 32 Comments »
Here, in the box are things that you left me. It’s been years I kept them hidden under my bed. Should I throw it away? A burden that I should burn it aflame with the world like this tongue of hatred growing each day. Oh sadness, it lingers through days like rain. I [...]
Fresh Fall of Snow
Posted in Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Poetry, Relationships, Society, tagged abandon, alone, anymore, autumn, bench, bury, coat, colors, death, disappear, dream, empty, endearment, etch, fall, fresh, frozen, hairline, heaven, horizon, leaf, left, life, memoir, moonrise, names, One, people, poem, poetry, seagull, separate, silence, sit, slow, snow, space, summer, symbols, tears, tree, winter, words on December 25, 2010 | 27 Comments »
No one is sitting on that bench anymore, to watch the seagulls and the moonrise. Where colors slowly buried into its empty space. A hairline in the horizon separates the dream of summer. No one wants to be sitting there among the leafless trees, alone abandoned by autumn. There were words etched [...]
Dreaming of Pakistan
Posted in Current Affairs, Essay, Memoirs, Poetry, Relationships, Society, Travel, tagged acquaintance, antique, dream, Essay, father, friend, house, memoir, Pakistan, Prose, son, Travel on April 18, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I met another Pakistani taxi driver tonight on the way to the church for my evening prayers. I can’t help but speak volumes to him about my father who used to work in Pakistan five years straight without returning to the Philippines. I can still recall vividly the photographs I used to keep and arrange [...]
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Walking Along
Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Politics, Religion, Society, Travel, Poetry, Social Commentary, Philosophy, Relationships, tagged along, alongside, ants, back, behind, bob, brush, catch, chase, crossing, crowd, cycle, existence, familiar, fast, hurry, imaginary, just, left, legs, life, machine, man, mission, notice, One, other, pavement, pedestrian, people, poetry, right, sea, second, shoulders, slow, squeeze, steps, strangers, time, train, turn, two, walk, waste, way, while, without, witness, woman, talk, poem, memoir, mobile, mute, make, ahead, girl, social commentary, tourist, halt, busy, phone, coming, navigate, urgent, to, from, heads, appointment, guy, working, mom, onward, destinations, directions, precise, peg-marked, milestones, past signals, collide, ones, walking on April 15, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Here, walks people wasting not a second navigating urgent missions. Without halt, in cycles coming to and from, fast and slow. We walk alongside the bobbing sea of heads and shoulders. There goes a man who is in a hurry to catch his train. While the woman will just be in time to make [...]
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