some place else to be driftin’…
Posted in Credo on Oct 17th, 2005
Ree Joy Baldonado. Filipino. Believer. Seeker.
In a lot of ways, despite that I have not really been young in a long time, I am still the little boy who enjoyed building castles out of thin air and sand. If there’s something that I have not truly lost, in the course of a lifetime that is […]
Posted in Verse on Oct 21st, 2005
for manzelle
BobReads:
The bite of rain
on my face
fails to take me past
the cold
where your spirit nurses
the warm that’s left of your days.
It hurts me to lose what you have gained,
makes that sorry part of me
wish I was
in your place, gouging life
from all that remains.
The lash of wind
on my cheeks
takes the resolve away
to stay until
life […]
He used to do this a lot: throw, underhand, and as far as he could, flat stones over the water. It was beguiling in its own way. Back then, his curiosity in how such a simple thing might be done well was cause enough for doing it, cast after cast. When he discovered […]
Posted in Recipes on Oct 28th, 2005
Though the argument was its own excuse, familiarity with a language other than his own did not give him a license to write excruciatingly-bad poetry with it. In the same vein, the recognition of a kindred spirit in someone just met should never have given him the impetus to break her heart.
Bake a cake […]
Posted in Verse on Oct 31st, 2005
for ben johnson macapayag
Your fingers do not
rebound,
with the press
of my unshed t e a r s …
your eyes
hold no words
I can halfway understand,
though my mind’s eye can paint,
for good or ill,
your remembered
uncertain smile
around the sometime grimace
on your face,
everytime I try to whisper
yesterday’s one-liners
into your unfeeling.
The clock ticks the seconds
away over your head,
a metronome winding […]
