kabisdak: kadtong babaye sa eskina

7.20.2011

kadtong babaye sa eskina

“…buot mong ipasabot/nga ipahimutang ka sa eskina/nga labaw mong nasinati./kon diin tam-is ang matag balikas…” -- Januar E. Yap, Lugar Lang

Hilom lang kong naniid nimo
samtang nalingaw ka’g kuri-kuri
sa imong nawng atbang sa samin.

Pastilan, tingali namatikdan mo
ang akong mga mata kay gilawog mo man
sa samin ang susamang pahiyom
nga gigasa mo kanako didto
sa eskina kaganiha.

Ang nakalkag mong buhok
tungod sa atong pagdayak
karon nahapsay na. Ang lipstick
nga nakampat tungod
sa atong pagkiat nahinlo na.

Sa imong pag-atubang nako
ang akong kalimutaw sama kalingin
sa imong dughan, sampot, paa.

Midayak pag-usab ang akong kahinam
apan sa paghilawas sa atong mga mata
misugid ang imong kahilom
sa di matukib nga kahaw-ang
nga giamuma nimo niadtong higayona.

Buot unta nakong gakson, hagkan,
hawiran ka nga di na mobalik pa
sa eskina apan ang imong mga tunob
nakagawas na sa lawak ug anam-anam
nagkahagawhaw.

Sa imong pagbiya ako na po’y maligo
unya moatubang sa samin aron
sutaon ang kahaw-ang
nga karon mao na’y giamuma
sa akong mga mata.

Unya balikan nako ang eskina
diin tika nakit-ang nagtindog.

-- IOANNES ARONG
Lapu-Lapu City, Cebu, Philippines

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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.

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"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."