Justine Camacho Tajonera Poems

The evening is soft
with revelations,
with ears open
to all manner of
...

At kung magkikita tayo
balang araw
sasabihin mong
ako’y taksil
...

They say millions of people
pass through this
shopping mall.
I feel lost in a sea
...

Before we leave
Quezon,
we have a meal
of grilled tilapia and shrimps
...

Today was humid,
full of cares,
two parties to attend,
maneuvering the whole
...

This gift costs nothing.
It is a rainy afternoon,
racing down a
giant slide,
...

A laborer's work
is simple
and clear.
I sift the sand
...

We are there for only
two hours
and yet
it is a flashback
...

I have met Rome both as beggar
on the street
and king on the throne,
as old man fumbling with words
...

The sound you make
is fainter than the sound
of rain softly falling outside
our windows.
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