Response to a sister/outsider
August 4, 2008
“And that deep and irreplaceable knowledge of my capacity for joy comes to demand from all of my life that it be lived within the knowledge that such satisfaction is possible, and does not have to be called marriage, nor god, nor an afterlife.” ~Audre Lorde, Uses of the Erotic: The Erotic As Power
Every day we mount an assault
that is both giddy and bloody–
perhaps we see the streets shine,
and wonder where those diamonds
could be hidden.
So we grope the crevices of our lovers,
navigate the labyrinths of power,
inhale sunshine, digest smiles
and furrow our foreheads,
we can say, in service of the next generation.
Certainly, in the knowledge of choice
lies the secret of eros.
But what of fish scales splattered
across her apron, blunt knife motions
circular without time or anger?
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karen | August 6, 2008 at 7:21 am
“perhaps we see the streets shine,
and wonder where those diamonds
could be hidden…”
and i thought i’m the only one who imagines this as i make my way home every night! =)
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mamamahayag | August 6, 2008 at 2:47 pm
Hey Karen, maraming salamat. Dinner ulit tayo d2 sa ating “area”. Hehe. Kung may blog ka pakisabi, i-link ko. Take care!
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Teo | August 8, 2008 at 1:36 pm
Ilang, pinilit ko naman eh. Pinilit ko! Pero hindi ko talaga naintindihan ang tula! Hinde! Hehe. Please explain na lang kapag nagkita tayo, five points each. Hehe.
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mamamahayag | August 8, 2008 at 2:56 pm
Hmmm, paano ba ito? Eh ikaw nga ang nakakaalam ng essay in question dahil mula ito sa niregalo mong libro. Hindi ko rin naman masabing wala kang pusong babae dahil mas marami ka pang peministang nabasa kaysa sa akin at naniniwala naman akong isa ka sa mga few, rare na nakakaintindi. Which brings me to conclude, na siguro tama ka nga: wala kang imahinasyon. Hahaha. Or maybe I am just a bad poet.:-)
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dea | September 2, 2008 at 6:28 pm
hello ilang. musta? go ka naman sa blog ko. wala lang. feel ko lang ulit magpost ng mga kachervahan sa buhay. mishu!