kabisdak: dayang-dayang

9.16.2011

dayang-dayang

sige lang,
akong dawaton ang inyong katawa
sa dihang inyong nahibaw-an
nga ganahan gyod ko maminaw,
mosayaw og Dayang-dayang.

Bisan karaan na,
padayon kining mohagwa
sa akong dunggan,
magpadayon kining mogitik
sa akong panumdoman.

Kaniadto, kada Dominggo
gikan si Papa sa iyang trabaho,
lanog ug lapad kaayo ang maabtan
sa tukar nga Dayang-dayang.

Dinuyogan sa Tanduay
nga ilang gitagay
kanunayng mosayaw si Papa
ug iyang mga kauban og Dayang-dayang.

Daghang mga bata ang magdula
sa among tugkaran ug mangatawa sila
kon magsugod na sa pagpanayaw
sila si Papa, sadya kaayo
ang among tugkaran, sadya kaayo.

Usa ka Dominggo, akong nakit-an
gitagay ni Mama ang iyang mga luha
sulod sa among balay, sa hilom
iyang gipatukar ang ritmo
sa dugay na niyang gitipigang mga bakho.

Maong ganahan gyod ko
maminaw, mosayaw og Dayang-dayang
duyog sa ritmo sa pagdumdom
sa gilay-on taliwala namong
duha ni Papa.

Usa usab kini sa hinungdan
nganong matag Dominggo
tultolon nako ang Ginoo.

-- GLENN T. MUÑEZ
Dumanjug, 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."

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"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

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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."