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MARNE KILATES
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from
Antinostalgia & the Tokhang
Rhapsodies
from
Antinostalgia & the Tokhang
Rhapsodies
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
from
Antinostalgia & the Tokhang
Rhapsodies
Poems 2022
Poems 2022
Poems 2022
Poems 2022
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
From Mga Biyahe, Mga Estasyon
From Journeys, Junctions
(a collection of travel poems)
PHOTO: Mangrove seedlings (detail, cropped), from Balaoan, La Union by Olen Co
O, Great Minder of the Universe,
Look kindly upon our changing world,
Its ceaseless and ravenous revolutions,
The world we are not sure if it came from you
Of something that does not look like you at all.
If it please you, show us you care,
As we ever confound ourselves with what we see,
If you see as well or are there at all
Between our birth and our confusion
Between our search and our damnation
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Between war and compassion
Immigration and rejection
Rescue and savagery
Opulence and impunity
Mirth and ignorance
Need and greed
Wages and luxury
Globalization and tradition
Tourism and slavery
Internet and eternity
Arrogance and famine
Thirst and redemption.
Amen.
Marne Kilates
31 December 2017
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Once again the world turns,
The earth completes one circle round the sun,
Called a revolution, which is scary here on earth,
Especially for those who are afraid of the word.
Once again the world has turned,
Completes an astronomical, tropical, and
Equinoctial year, an infinitesimal bit ahead
On the orbits of a millennium.
O, Great Minder of the Universe
Once again I contemplate
The vast ineffable beauty of your creation
The miracle of having been or being here at all,
Of seeing everything and feeling small.
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