kabisdak: papas: litanya sa maestrang mangtas

4.04.2010

papas: litanya sa maestrang mangtas

Na hala,
Karong buntaga
Lamyon ko ang tanan:

Ang inyong "May I go out,"
Ang mga nagpahipi
Ninyong balikas
Nga karon
Kalayaton padu'ng
Sa akong dagway,
Ang mga katuwaron
ninyong panghuy-ab,
Ang galupad-lupad
ninyong mga huna-huna
sa tunga-tunga
Sa nagkalandrakas
ninyong zero,
Kay nasabyagan
Sa nagkadugong
"I don't know, Ma'am."

Sige, ihurot ang tanan.
Iapil ang mga nangapan-os
Nga kasaba ni mamang ug tatang
Sinambogan og tunglo.

Kay unya,
Sa pagpamauli ninyong tanan
Manghilam-os ko atubangan
Sa blackboard,
Papason ang tanan
Sa parat-parat nakong
Sip-on.

-- GINA MANTUA-PANES
Cebu City, Philippines

3 comments:

M said...: Gina,

Funny
Witty
Makalingaw
Palasiaw
Sticky sip-on
Kon simhoton
Morag batong
Maestrang mangtas
Sa lawak gatas
ah romantika
tisas sa gugma

-mananambalak estudyante; April 5, 2010 at 5:20 AM
ginamantua-panes said...: nyor,
mas siaw ka nyor. bugal-bugalon pud gamay

gina; April 5, 2010 at 7:29 AM
M said...: ginangka,

bugalbugalon
duhalduhalon
pero magpaulipon
sakto way kapin
way kulang
dili luag
dili hugot
haom lang
ang madulotong
duha ka dagang

-amorsikoamerika; April 8, 2010 at 8:25 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

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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."