.. of poems and poetry
Reading a friend’s blog (yes Ruth.. i’m referring to yours
), I was reminded of this poem that made an impression when I was in my college days. Bakit nga ba? Di naman ako profound and I specially don’t know how to interpret meanings behind poems.. pero just the same, I liked the way it sounded. This doesn’t mean na nakikinig ako kay Dean D when she was discussing her lectures on Philippine literature, ha..
I was trying to remember what the poem was since Ruth can’t put a name behind my ramblings on "burning at stake" (he left him aureoled in flame pala) chuva.. so here it goes.. by the way, di pala si Dean may gawa nito..
It was a sacrilege, the neighbors cried, The way she shattered every mullioned pane To let a firebrand in. They tried in vain To understand how one so carved from pride And glassed in dream could have so flung aside Her graven days, or why she dared profane The bread and wine of life for some insane Moment with him. The scandal never died. But no one guessed that loveliness would claim Her soul's cathedral burned by his desires Or that he left her aureoled in flame… And seeing nothing but her blackened spires, The town condemned this girl who loved too well and found her heaven in the depths of hell.
-Soledad-
Angela Manalang Gloria
isa pa ha.. i also like this one..
I shall haunt you, O my lost one, as the twilight
Haunts a grieving bamboo trail,
And your dreams will linger strangely with the music
Of a phantom lover’s tale
You shall not forget, for I am past forgetting
I shall come to you again
With the starlight, and the scent of wild champakas,
And the melody of rain.
You shall not forget. Dusk will peer into your
Window, tragic-eyed and still,
And unbidden startle you into remembrance
With its hand upon the sill.
-To a Lost One-
Angela Manalang Gloria
To all my Journ classmates: Don’t you miss the days when we had our class in the AV Room tapos call parati ni Dean si Toteng for recitation? nyahha.. wala lang.. ;p
July 27th, 2005 at 11:37 pm
wow!! talaga naman reminisce mode ang ajuma…
parang i know how it feels like — di man Journ ang major ko (CA ito), pero syempre naging prof ko rin si Dima.
those were the days….naku wag na nga sariwain kse mas matanda me sa ‘yo….nyahaha
July 28th, 2005 at 5:25 pm
naging prof mo rin si dean d? nakikinig ka ba naman sa lectures nya? hehhehehe.. tama yan.. aminin na mas matanda ka sa’kin, ate sara.. bwahahhaha..