kabisdak: ang mga dalan sa santa cruz, manila

1.18.2010

ang mga dalan sa santa cruz, manila

Morag mga paa sa managhigugmaay
Nga nangitag kinawat-kawat nga higayon
Nagtinandayay ang ilang mga kahinam—
Amihanan lahos sa habagatan ang busina
Sa ilang daghong, diin ang nanggahing kalawasan
Morag kaigang sa taliabot nga ulan.

Apan sa mga adlaw sa tingtugnaw
Magkiyugpos sab diay dinhi
Ang mga binuhiang katawa
Sa kabaret nga gipanag-iya sa
Mga pampam nga kaniadto,
Hilig makig-asoyay
Og mabulokong mga sugilanon
Ilawom sa punoan sa mangga.

Dinhing dapita, ang katawa
Mohiwa sa pikas eskina lagbas
Sa singgit sa namaligyang piniratang
DVD, lagbas sa mga mamaligyaayg
Baratohong karne, lagbas sa mga walhong
Dalan. Lagbas sa daghang mga eskina
Nga way klaro kon unsay tinuod
Nga sinugdanan, unsa usay tinuod
Nga kataposan…

-- OMAR KHALID
Medellin, Cebu, Philippines

1 comment:

M said...: omar,

king bigalak o balakerotika makapakuan sa dili pa unta.
padayon pagpasidlit
sa namilitpilit awit

-mananambalak; January 19, 2010 at 11:33 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."