kabisdak: ang sala sa bintana

3.24.2011

ang sala sa bintana

"I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind..."

-- Tom Jones, Delilah

dili ko unta buot mosaksi niining talan-awon
apan unsa pa may akong mabuhat karon?
sa dihang aksidenteng nilabay ko sa inyong tungod
wa koy tumong nga mosud-ong ning lad-ok sa unod.
nakit-an ko sa akto ang duha ka yagpis nga anino
nagbinayloay sa laway, singot ug uban pang likido.
buot ko nang mobiya apan daw mora kog gihawiran.
nanghagwa ang yawa, ang lawas morag gipawiran.

dili ko unta buot maminaw pa niining hagawhaw
apan mora kog gisigingsiging sa imong giyawyaw
samtang ang imong pagkababaye iyang gihilam-os
ug gisaw-an ang himayang angay ra untas santos.
managlahing pagbati taliwala ning dughan nag-umido
buot mosyagit kay ang kasingkasing ko daw mobuto.
ug ako nakadesider nga mobiya na lang niining tungora
sa dihang gisangpit mo ang pangalan nga di na akoa.

-- ERIK TUBAN
Mandaue City, Cebu, Philippines

2 comments:

M said...: Erik,
Mao ning klase sa balak di malimtan
Mohunob manguyanap sa balatian
Bravo! Welcome to the Club
You are now a demigod

nyormel mananambalak; March 24, 2011 at 10:27 AM
Archimedia Labs said...: nyor mel,
salamat sa tabyog sa pung padasig
kanamong mga nomads tambok wangkig
katunga di ingon nato katunga tawo
ako ang ungoyng marukoy ulitawo.

erik; March 26, 2011 at 6:21 AM

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."