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11.11.2018

kaniadto

Mao kini kita:

Lig-on, tin-aw, bus-ok.

Ang atong mga katawa

Giputos sa mga tanghaga.

Ang atong mga hagawhaw

Nagyayong sa atong kaugmaon.

Kataas sa atong gitadlas—

Unos, huwaw, linog.

Nagsagol ang luha ug sip-on.

Taliwala sa mga badlis

Sa atong dughan

Dalha ako’g balik didto

Diin ang mga buhat ug pulong

Nanalingsing og pag-unong.

Putli. Ligdong. Puno sa amuma.

-- JOJI PINZON

Cebu City, Philippines

5.29.2015

lakaw, paglakaw na

Mao kini ang imong naabtan

Gikan sa halayo nga biyahe

Diin nangita ka'g sugilanon

Kabahin sa mga angay adtoon

Ug angay biyaan.

Ang sapa sa kilid sa imong balay

Naminaw sa imong ginhawa

Sawmon ba nimo ang iyang kahilom

Haron makumkom ang kinapusoran

Sa imong gihandom nga kalinaw?

Kahinumdom ko nagsige ta'g hisgot

Niadtong kanunay pa kang nagbaiid nako

Nga bisa'g pila ka libong bituon

ang moigpat ug moalilong kanato

Dili matugkad ang usa ka damgo.

Lakaw.

Paglakaw na.

Ayaw'g kawili sa imong likod.

Subaya ang dalan nga

gipitik sa imong dughan

Unya'g basin manginahanglan ka

sa akong tingog sa taliwala sa imong pag-inusara

Baliki ang atong mga sugilanon

Tingali'g aduna pa'y nahabilin

usa ka pangandoy nga

imong gibitay sa langit.

Kupti.

Ikudlit sa imong alimpatakan.

Unya padayon sa

Imong paglakaw.

-- JOJI PINZON

Cebu City, Philippines

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."