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Poetry

Quarter Past

Open the windows and let the scarce summer wind conjure figments and fragments distant memories. Remember how we were told to stay indoors from March until May only to let […]
Quarter Past

Northward

I am filled with your song, your intense serenade the happiness in your eyes grips me, seduces me, the sadness that you bring beckons me, calls my name, commands me, […]
Northward

Two Worlds Apart

The dawn breaks again, tears two worlds apart— day from night, light from dark,  lip from lip, reality from reality, you from me.  There’s thunder in your arms, lightning in […]
Two Worlds Apart

In Passing

To write a poem I don’t just sit back I sleep. I throw my pen and paper like I would flung about the covers and sheets and let the dreaming […]
In Passing

Ode to Paper

Once more, I write on paper once more, I acquaint myself with an object so familiar  with my eyes, nose, lips, fingertips and ears once more, I write on paper.  […]
Ode to Paper

Words

Despite the golden calm in Singapore and the late afternoon midsummer sun, my fluttering, fleeting heart is flooding as if the hovering typhoon in all of Manila made landfall in […]
Words

Year End

While on board, five hundred knots of clouds and words propel my train of thought into fresh (water, please) streams of (plain soda) consciousness ploughing the seamless atmosphere. Turbulent spasms […]
Year End

Art Basel

What is, we often ask, real? Is it the slightest thought that moves and shakes the ground or the tangible matter that lays still and fills the empty, blank space? […]
Art Basel

Cambridge

II.XIV.MMXV In Retrospect Red-letter days call for celebration save for this one, a date is in order to gratify her wants, or his hunger for singles though, this warrants obsession! […]
Cambridge

#JeSuis

Call it #viral with a hashtag. Then describe how it exploits and perpetuates inequalities. Like a pandemic breach of the peace, among us. Spread a #virus with a hashtag. Now […]
#JeSuis

Two Lamps

When two lamps dim, much less hearts, words, pictures, thoughts fade out in spite of the moon, stars, lights of glowing universes  and reveries. In another life, perhaps lamps and […]
Two Lamps

I write

I will collect sensations from simple tables and chairs, doors and windows mews and alleys bottles and boxes and write and write and write and write and write and write […]
I write

Wine

A slender bottle of red wine mulled and filled your heart over those melting years with liquified kisses, serenades and sundry other songs severely you drank, intensely you loved, vigorously […]
Wine

Performance

As Yet Unwritten When does poetry unfold? Does it unfold the moment I lift my hand, lift a pen, let it drip, dip into ink, paper, water, wood, sand, stone […]
Performance

For Good

Unlock my luck secrets bound in chains and locks trailing, brushing against five fingers and thoughts in trains of mindlessness  over matters, light and heavy. When your strapping arms open […]
For Good