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
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
Edmond- The Count Of Monte Cristo
Man bound by the tides the journey of life Sometimes against the waves, be the captain of your ship Voyage for fame but of fortune like a fate fades
This poem is dedicated to all the Filipinos all over the world Philippines
The Mother-The Teacher
Meticulous, she is in details of structures and disciplines, On the issue of mission she is above all par-excellence
+ Jesus- The Lamb Of God
Jesus -the lamb of God Is an offering to God
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
There are many other Places where I can Push my plow Plow and plant
+ X* Aking Panginoon
Pagsikat ng araw Pag-asay naghihintay Limot dusa’t liyaw Damdamin bagong buhay
World Youth Day
Word of God –the message of service On the contemporary word it is a challenge of holiness; Reality therefore, you are called to believe: Little of reason; little of emotion to perceive-
+ On Poetry
On Poetry Poetry has its own language and structure, Culture
All Of My Life
All of my life Ruin of youth head cannot see it
Our civilization creates not sufficiency but promotes on dependency From the specialists, capitalists and more advocates all well groomed but brings destruction
Lestat- The Vampire's Villain
Vampire surprise words from your mouth Like thee moving into shadows of thy lives Vampire surprise alarming words in thy thoughts Like thee creeping into mysteries all thy lives
+ The Sandals Of God
The sandals of God I was born then- naked
+ Lord Of Mamre
Inside the palace: of name and fame
gentle-men coming from the four corners of the world
in their fanciful head and in their silvery chest
summoned by the seven spirit seated above and below.
Hail; hail; sound the trumpet like a dragon breathing fire
to give entrance of the king in his crown and throne
the splendor of his authority and power.