kabisdak: tulo ka dili matago

12.13.2009

tulo ka dili matago

tulo kuno
ang dili matago

ang adlaw ang bulan ug ang kamatuoran

gitagoan ko ang ikatulo
hangtod sa akong ikamatay

padayon ko kining tagoan
dinhi sa kinailawman
ug kinauyokang lawak
sa akong kasingkasing

ako ang unang nakakita niini
ug dili ko na gayod kini malimtan

ngil-ad ang iyang dagway
ug malooy ko kanimo kon
ikaw makakita unya niini

ayaw pamugos
utang buot ayaw intawon pamugos
kay basin unya kini mahimong hinungdan
sa imong hinanaling kamatayon

gusto nako nga ikaw mabuhi pa
sa sunod nga usa ka gatos ka tuig
gusto ko nga ikaw
moabot nianang imong pagkahingpit

kon gusto ka nga mahisama kanako
tan-awa ako
gapahiyom apan gadugo
ang dughan

adunay hubag
apan walay buthanan

-- RIC S. BASTASA
Katipunan, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines

2 comments:

M said...: rsb,

ang buthanan
sa tumoy
sa punoan
sa kahoy
tabunon

-mananambalak; December 14, 2009 at 11:14 PM
rsb said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; December 15, 2009 at 8:33 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."