kabisdak: alang kang emily

10.05.2009

alang kang emily

Sus, Emily, manghinaot ko nga matinuod
ang imong panagna nga mamatay
ang makakao'g Kabantogan. Kay diri
sa amoa, Emily, nag-ilog ang tanan
aning pagkaona. Magdinaganay,
magtinukmoray, magpinatyanay
aron lang gyod makakaon niini.
Nagkalain-lain ang ilang dagway,
Emily. Naa'y nag-amerikana, naa'y
nag-uniporme, naa'y nag-Gucci,
naa'y nagbusyad ang tiyan—tingali
sa sige'g kaon og Kabantogan.
Magpalabwanay pa gyod ni sila
sa ilang mga hambog sa TV, Emily.

Apan pila na kadekada ang nanglabay
wap-a man ni sila nangahilo, nangamatay.
Ayaw ko ingna namakak ra ka, Emily?

-- JONA B. BERING
Tuburan, Cebu, Philippines

7 comments:

ginamantua-panes said...: hay, jona, bisag namakak pas emily kanang ilang pagkahangol mao ra pud unya ang muot-ot nila.

bitaw dear, very good poem

gina mantua-panes; October 7, 2009 at 7:38 PM
Jona Branzuela Bering said...: ma'am gina! salamat.

assignment ni ni sir pesirla, reaction poem sa akong chosen poem ni Emily nga "Fame Is a Fickle Food."; October 8, 2009 at 10:23 AM
ginamantua-panes said...: wow! basig unhan pa ko nimug finish sa imong thesis ug masters unya. patudlo nalang kog thesis diha nimu; October 8, 2009 at 9:34 PM
ginamantua-panes said...: wow! basig unhan pa ko nimug finish sa imong thesis ug masters unya. patudlo nalang kog thesis diha nimu; October 8, 2009 at 9:34 PM
rsb said...: tsismis:

kabalo ba ka gina
nga si emily
nabuntis ni
Oscar Wilde?

mao nay latest
sa poetry circle

(ha ha ha); October 12, 2009 at 7:46 PM
Jona Branzuela Bering said...: @sir ric: nyahaha! kinsay girl nila, sir? tuo nako nabuntis ni emily si oscar wilde. hehehe; October 14, 2009 at 8:40 AM
rsb said...: sus baki?

bitaw joke lang.
morag mingaw ra jud pod life ni emily.

kulang og bees.

og beer.

og pulutan nga pork barbecue.; October 15, 2009 at 3:53 PM

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.

sa makausa pa

"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."