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Justine Camacho Tajonera
Justine Camacho Tajonera
(Jan.23,1975 / Cebu City)
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Justine Tajonera is happily married and, together with her husband, Vier, is raising their two year old son, Badger. She is a writer and poet by vocation, an editor by profession and has had a 13 year career in telecommunications: 4 years in internal communications and 9 years in marketing. She loves sharing her knowledge and insights on marriage, parenthood, pregnancy, breastfeeding, poetry, travel, career and work-life balance. She lives in Quezon City, Philippines. Her poetry has been published locally in anthologies and she maintains a blog where she publishes a poem every day, Claiming Alexandria.
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Justine Camacho Tajonera Poems
A Filipino Writer Of English Poems To A Filipino Writer Of Spanish Poems
I think of the whiteness of snow
on a postcard from an immigrant aunt.
How sweet, how pure
and unreal like props... more »
Higher Things
How far are these 'higher things'
from what I feel for you?
The earthly, humble touch
of your hand,... more »
At The Rue De La Bucherie
The man I asked for directions did not know how
to explain it to me
but he smiled, took my hand
and showed me the way.... more »
Seven Years Later, Driving Home
It is impossible to fall in love again
for the first time.
The first blush, the heart quickening,
racing madly with a secret:... more »
Floating On Batis Aramin
The pond is
quiet
except for
the birds.... more »
Afternoon Naps
There are few luxuries
in life
as precious
as afternoon naps.... more »
The Leaf
I experience
the leaf,
the deadness
of it,... more »
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At The Rue De La Bucherie
The man I asked for directions did not know how
to explain it to me
but he smiled, took my hand
and showed me the way.
Voila! He said, when we got there.
I saw an unexpected view of the Notre Dame.
Entering the bookstore I was looking for,
a moment of bewilderment.
But only for a moment.
The books did not weigh me down or
give me flight.
A few titles illuminated.
Only one or two.
And I knew my journey was complete.
If you know what you are looking for,
the alleys, shelves and strangers
will take your hand and
lead the way.
Everything ...
wala yamu dre.hahaha
Every thing is nice