kabisdak: bayabas

9.27.2010

bayabas

Dili ko mosakay sa habalhabal ni Moking
Gusto kong maglakaw. Gusto kong mag-ininday
Og lakaw. Bahala nag maudtohan ko.
Bahala na. Mamayabas ko daplin sa dalan.
Ah, bayabas!
Kanang balbangaan nga bayabas,
Kanang walay buti, kanang walay hulmigas.
Pilion nako ang kinatam-isan nga bayabas.
Ang bayabas nga gusto sa among maestra.
Ang bayabas nga ganahan niyang kuoton
Sulod sa akong bulsa. Ang bayabas nga makapapas
Sa maldita niyang hitsura. Ang bayabas nga may katakos
Kaniya pagpakatawa. Ang bayabas nga walay mansa.
Ang bayabas nga tambal sa iyang pag-inusara
Moingon siya: Dong, ampingi ning imong bayabas
Ganahan kong moingkib-ingkib niining imong
Bayabas. Ang bayabas nga nia sulod sa imong bulsa.

Usa ka bulan ang milabay. Nakit-an ko si Moking
Didto sab sa bayabasan. Buot ko siyang sumbagon,
Buot ko siyang tiradoron. Ang kanahan!
Apan akoy naugnok sa kamatuoran:
Sa punoan sa paborito kong prutas
Nakita ko si Ma’am Ditas,
Nagkaon sa kang Moking nga bayabas...

-- OMAR KHALID
Medellin, Cebu, Philippines

2 comments:

alig-ig said...: Mao niy tirada nga lalim usap-usapon. Tam-is-tam-is, pait-pait, balak nga balbangaan!

Padayon og pamayabas, Bay Omar, pasagdi si Moking ug ang maluibon mong maestra, mangamungi, mangamungi!; September 27, 2010 at 6:58 PM
emmabastasa said...: MAS MAAYO PA SI MOKING
kay ang iyaha
tulo ka bayabas
nga pungpong....

naa'y uban diha
punga na lang ang nahibilin

maong haskang lagota jud ni mam.; October 2, 2010 at 10:12 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."