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MARNE KILATES
MARNE
S
KRIPTS
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)
(After The Kiss by Bencab)
Our love is like a silken
Sleeve, whisper
Of water whipped by tiny
Fishtail, breeze
Among tremulous blades
Of bamboo. Our love:
Fold of piña,
Crinkle of jusi—
Through the weave
We let air touch
Our skin, wipe
The moist afternoon
From the hair
Above our upper lip
Banish
Beads of sweat
Into sepia or
Vermilion. Our love:
A pencil stroke:
Timid, or audacious—
A smudge: a smile:
Charcoal or pastel
On Bristol or Ingres
(Or tones upon tones
From a block of limestone)
A form apart but as firm
As Rodin’s bronze
An embrace
As light as a cloud
On Makiling or Mayon—
Our love:
Fold of piña
Crinkle of jusi
Curlicue of callado
Embroidery
Over our horror vacui
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January 17, 2013
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Diaphanous
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