kabisdak: ang upat ka libro nga wa mahuman og basa

2.24.2009

ang upat ka libro nga wa mahuman og basa

1. Walden; or, Life in the Woods

Gikan dinhi, lakton na lang
subay niining lapokong dalan.

Tinuod, kinsa bay magdahom
nga ingon diay niani kalay-a ning dapita?

2. Lydia Cassatt Reading the Morning Paper

Gipat-ak-pat-akan ang imong nawong
sa mga dahon nga gitungtongan
sa hanap nga anino sa adlaw
sama sa nakita ko sa usa ka damgo.

Ikaw way timik, luspad, daw estatuwa sa hardin.
Apan ang imong mga tudlo
kilas nga nagdagandagan
sa keyboard sa imong laptop.

3. Selected Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke

Nasayod kong nakamatikod ka
nga dili ako halayo kanimo
bisan tuod wa ko nimo makita, wa ka molingi.

Igo ka lang mihangad sa langit.
(Maapsan mo pa kaha ang pulong
nga misulbong gikan sa tumoy sa imong dila?)

4. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Makatultol ko sa dalan pauli
apan unsa pay akong balikan?

Ang siyudad dili na mao,
ug sayod ko nga bisag asa ko tan-aw

ang mga pasundayag didto gikwadro
sa bintana nga nag-ulang kanato.

-- VICENTE VIVENCIO BANDILLO

Dubai, United Arab Emirates

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hagit sa handurawan

"Reimmersion (in native culture) is not an end in itself; it is to define more clearly the native grounds on which the Cebuano poet stands, the local parameters of language and experience, toward the end that he can stand in the world confident in the singular value of his own voice...

To conserve and extend the resources to which the Cebuano poet is heir by enhancing the natural rhythms of native speech, cultivating the rich concreteness of dialect, and confronting the particulars of his social experience...

The Cebuano poet today does not come upon a language that is already there, ready to use; he has to recreate it not only out of the rawness of daily speech but summon out of language that which has already fallen away from common consciousness and use."

-- Dr. Resil Mojares,
"Cebuano Poetry: Looking Backward, Forward."

matod nila, mando nato

"What could I say at all without my roots?... What could I say without coming to ground?... and I took no journey other than the return."
-- Pablo Neruda

"And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."
-- T.S. Eliot

"The work of language deserves our greatest care, for the tongue’s fire may devour the world, or may light the way."
-- Scott Russell Sanders

"Memory that yearns to join the centre, a limb remembering the body from which it has been severed, like those bamboo thighs of the god… The personal vocabulary, the individual melody whose metre is one's biography, joins in that sound, with any luck, and the body moves like a walking, a waking island."
-- Derek Walcott

"We ascend, from the infinite pit of our perceptions, to the finite life of words."
-- William Bronk

salo-salmot

Ari mo! Ambi, atong tilawan ang imong tampo. Palihog ipadala lang ang tinagik nga balak ug sugilanon ngadto sa geemyko@gmail.com.

Kinahanglang bag-o pang haon ang mugna nga imong buot idalit. Ang tigpasiugda ug tigdumala (moderator) niining balayan gapanilap sa katungod nga mopili ug modumili sa tampo. Tugotan pod unta siya og higayon nga mosugyot pagdugang og asin kon matab-angan usahay, pasabwan kun paughan gamay imong hinukad. Mao'y tumong ining balayan ang mamugnaong paghalingay ug pagsaw-anay sa atong gidalit. Kon gibalibaran, palihog ayaw og tyabaw. Ayaw tawon pamaak. Lagmit wala lang mobukal ang lana sa tigdumala kabahin sa timailhan sa tinuod nga wakwak.

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"Reimmersion (in native culture) is not an end in itself; it is to define more clearly the native grounds on which the Cebuano poet stands, the local parameters of language and experience, toward the end that he can stand in the world confident in the singular value of his own voice...

To conserve and extend the resources to which the Cebuano poet is heir by enhancing the natural rhythms of native speech, cultivating the rich concreteness of dialect, and confronting the particulars of his social experience...

The Cebuano poet today does not come upon a language that is already there, ready to use; he has to recreate it not only out of the rawness of daily speech but summon out of language that which has already fallen away from common consciousness and use."
-- Dr. Resil Mojares,
"Cebuano Poetry: Looking Backward, Forward."