Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
No, lost shan’t you be.
Not when the voltages of inspiration’s currents
Flow like undiminished floods of recurrent
Seawaves upon imagination’s canvasses.
Let me find and catch you
In your deep slumber: ‘tis not your sad departure.
You’ve bid me no goodbye, not that I remember.
O! Poetic instinct of my inner chambers!
Come out of your doors when I have
Need of your benevolent company.
[Writ. 08 Jan.’88, U.P. Village, Quezon City, M.Manila]