Biography of Jordan Legaspi
Most of the time I am with my self, reading, writing, and most of all watching people in their movement(s) .
Lighting candle is my expression of my in-tense feelings; as it was penned in my poetry.
The different phase of the moon is important to me as my every day journey is; before I will enter the door of death- the shadow of life cast from the cosmic reality of the unknown.
Originally I was from the countryside of the Eastern part of Mindanao, Philippines- the birth place of no very important people of the country's history and that of the whole mankind.
However, there are some truth behind the tribe's name 'Mandaya' or in the English translation 'the first origin'(according to the first catholic priest missionary who studied the origin of the first people settled in the region) : significant as it was/use to be, in their ancient belief- the belief system embedded in their culture and tradition. Together with the different rituals of different incantations portrays wisdom beyond age, but slowly confronted by the demand of 'civilization' and its 'modernity' become less important to my people.
The countryside's experience shaped and molded me into a potent character in the spiritual world. Indeed, this made me to travel just to seek and meet other forces that I know searching their place where to belong.
Jordan Legaspi, is not my real name, in fact this is just one of the names associated to me: M_2859; Redluck-the jester's poet or the jester's poet are among those names I claim.
Jordan Legaspi, is important to me because of its imagery. The 'jordan' is actually one of the three js in my life: Jesus- the Christ; Jester-the court performer; Jordan-the river of mystery. And the 'Legaspi' is my maternal inheritance whose origin is back to the colonial era, of Spanish origin (Sometime spelled Legazpi) .
The whole truth is, I am just like you my dear 'audience' trying to understand the deep contrast in the portrait of black and white, in the character of good and evil, and in the etc of birth and death.
And yet at the end, I am just Me: the jester in the court but the murderer of his king; the poet in the monastery and the shadow of his god.
Come and see...allow your mind to enter into the world of jordan legaspi contoured in his poetry.
Jordan Legaspi Poems
+ X* Aking Panginoon
Pagsikat ng araw Pag-asay naghihintay Limot dusa’t liyaw Damdamin bagong buhay
+ On Poetry
On Poetry Poetry has its own language and structure, Culture
The Main Street (01-2009) (/)
The main street To every corners of the street darkness starts to creep
I stood and watched who passes by Bumping and hurting I don’t know why Some time “hi” and “hello” then smile All the passers I saw end up to sigh
X* Ina Ko
Ina ko Lahat ng oras ikaw
I looked behind me and I saw the mountains in their silence-night and day, but deep with-in
All Of My Life
All of my life Ruin of youth head cannot see it
Pride I heard you saying it is the first of the seven deadly sins
@saturday Night (02-2009) (/)
Saturday Night Another bottle of beer that fancy forlorn evening
“For forty years now you’re still holding your old and gray book, that according to them who knew you since your arrival here
Bakit Sa mundong ibabaw, sila
This poem is dedicated to all the Filipinos all over the world Philippines
Day after day I stared at you With your angelic face magnify my eyes Started to dream if I could make friend with you To be acquainted and communion face to face
A promise It was summer time we found each other
+ The Joker's Mask
The Joker's mask
Facing the empty horizon before me
Where dry wind blew so heavily
Chasing shadows of everything I see
Just like the morning of old uncertainty
But what is this troubled thought of you
Like a dagger that strikes my armored chest