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A Matter of Distance

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“Bound for Distant Shores” – Vladimir Kush, date unknown

two thousand
seven hundred
seventy –
a number
too big
to fathom
just now
in terms
of the
distance
between two
souls.

it’s not
like the
talk
we had
that morning
at breakfast:
meal
for two
unintentional
it happened
by chance
and the
space
between us
was just
a table’s
breadth.

but distance
is distance
is absence
is solitude
is driving
me
to distraction
to destruction:
my mind
won’t sit
and think
or focus
as my
heart
is trying
to fly
away.

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Indelible

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“From Both Sides Now” – Las Pinas, 29 July 2017

words
carved into
the soft
surfaces
of minds
of hearts
of souls
malleable
mouldable
molten
like silver
smelting;
forever etched
like wounds
leaving scars.

lines
from a
song
never forgotten
tugging
always tugging
at the
fringes
of consciousness
and one
hums
and one
remembers.

love letters
going nowhere;
verses
left unspoken
dead and
dying
on one’s
lips
with only
tears
marking the
passage
of time.

and a
silence
takes over
mocking
the words
that never
took form;
but they
live on
in hearts
broken
by life.

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Juxtaposition

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“Reflection with Juvenal Sansó” – Makati, 17 May 2017

staring
through the
years
the decades
at my
generation:
impertinent
impetuous
impatient
from where
you sit
in the
distant past
with your
patience
and your
tolerance
and your
tenacity.

there are
none
like you
in these
slapdash
slipshod
throwaway days
though some
dare
and some
dream
to break
the mould
as you
did.

and i
wonder
who among
us
is brave
is strong
is wise
enough
to follow
in your
footsteps
or are
there none,
alas,
at all.

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Notes On a Blank Canvas

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From “The Paper Cafe” installation by Ochiai Aki Leonor – Local Edition Makati, December 2016 (Installation on display till 13 January 2017)

white spaces
in our
minds:
the blank
pages
upon which
thoughts
are scribbled
are scrawled
are sketched;
canvases
to splash
upon.

shades of
gray
shadows neither
black
nor white
gathering
like stormclouds
in our
heads;
and we
wander
through the
mists
in our
minds
as we
try
to take
stock
to seek
order
to find
meaning
in the
whirling
swirling
twirling
maelstrom
within
ourselves.

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Shattered

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“The Circle is Broken” – Makati, 01 December 2016

the pattern
is broken:
everything
everywhere
everyone
has changed
and nothing
is the
same.

and the
minstrel’s
song rings
in my
ears
and echoes
through my
head
how nothing
no one
remains in
place;
how there
are no
wrong turns;
how fate
moves us
along.

and the
old wither
and the
new flourish
and we
are born
and we
die –
and the
cycle
seems endless –
until the
pattern
is broken
and things
change
and we
are never
the same.

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Mots Armés

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“Undecipherable” – Makati, 15 November 2016

deciphering
the glyphs
the words
that poisoned
my brain
my heart;
scathing screed
dripping with
vitriol
and a
violence
and an
anger
that nearly –
so nearly –
drove me
to death
blaming myself
as i
did
for everything.

i who
have made
it my
business
vocation
raison d’etre;
i who
live
and breathe
and thrive
among words –
i am
flummoxed
at words
used as
weapons
‘gainst gentle
emotions
versus tender
passions.

so:
i turn
away
from you
from your
words
your very
presence
much bothered
much bewildered
at your
language
of pride –
false
foolish
vicious
self-serving
self-destructive –
and learn
one way
or another
to forgive…
but never
forget.

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Transition

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“Metamorphosis” – Vladimir Kush, date unknown

the wind
sings its
haunting song
as it
winds
as it
weaves
through a
world
preparing for
winter.

leaves rustle
clouds fly
grass turns
brown
and crunches
and crackles
‘neath each
footfall
and a
sleepiness
slowly but
inexorably
crawls over
creation.

the wind
sings a
lullaby
that the
earth
might sleep
might rest
might heal
until spring
returns
and life
begins anew.