BASKETBALL LEAGUE

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago


Basketball
Held in villages
As ours in Lumangbayan
Are much a part
Of zestful life
In the islands

Banters and catchcalls
Crowds and uniforms
Perfumed and foul smells
We squeeze ourselves
Like salami thumping
Jumping in limitless joy
Fuming madly when not satiated

To our oldies
A curse the basketball league is
For the zillion decibels of noise
Shatter their pretentious ears
But for the youth
And those feeling youthful
They are
A blessing and feast
Catharsis for the dense energies
Truly fun and tons of coke besides
Declaring summer had come


[Philippines, 22 May 2010]

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WHAT OUGHT I WRITE AGAIN?

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago


What ought I write again
On this blank page in front of me?
Blank is my mind as a clear
Tabularasa: empty is the world, a dot
On its circumscribed face

Without an iota of an image
On its being.
Fertile is the night.
Cockroaches dance gaily to proclaim
So. What now would preoccupy
The mind?

Frigid is the pen. It cannot roll on
To herald the hymns and notes
Fervently brewing deep in the vats
Of my inner space: thoughts have receded
Without the usual romance with the pen.


[Writ. 27 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]