Richard R. Navarro

pagod man ang isip
sa ingay ng mga banyagang salita
pinalilingap ang puso
upang hanapin
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potapotapota...

the tap leaks.
so does my heart,
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the morning tears
on a bud
will not get
their moments
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a
soft
unheard
reveille and
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approaches that
help expand
the empirical rules
of the heart
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I still miss you behind the smile,
behind the shadows of each season;
between us I fathom none
but unspeakable loneliness,
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July: the heat sears everything but those sheltered in the shadows.
In an irony, my day starts thinking of its end.
I am drenched in sweat; my gaze piercing through the translucent window,
now opaque in the layers of dust and of cobwebs and of time.
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I won't ask you why you left the Loving Branch
onto whom a million you's still cling.

Neither will I question, beneath the cold shadow of your Tree,
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and here i stand
at the precipice of life,
alone,
but for the shadow
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Love is the blossom of life
from which life again
begins and unfolds.
And today, it blooms
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slowly now
will the leaves
fall on the ground
without a whisper
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