Blood Moon Rising Poem by Virginia Jasmin Pasalo

Blood Moon Rising

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I took the cup
to drink from it
but the blood slipped
from my lips
and became a river

I curdled the blood
to make sausages
for some greedy mouths
and their mouths slurped
into the Red Sea

I shaped the blood
into balloons
and hanged them in the air
for children to reach
but their hands floated
with the dancing string

Hidden by hides on a strip,
the Tabernacle sleeps
as blood splatters once again
on the face of the moon
rising.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: children,war and peace
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The first paragraph has something to do with the ritual in a Catholic mass, where the priest drinks wine from a cup (symbolizing the blood of Jesus Christ, as a way to express a pact, a friendship with his apostles) . I used this symbolism to say, that the blood refused to be drank as a symbol of friendship, because there is just too much blood in Gaza, spilling all over, overflowing to its rivers.

The second paragraph, is a symbolism of countries pretending to be friends, and making justifications for the blood spilled, but no matter what justification there is, it just points to the greediness that is also evident (overflowing to the Red Sea) .

The third paragraph is a symbolism for a further justification of the war, by using the “future” of Gaza, but at the same time, killing the children, Gaza’s future.

The fourth paragraph points to the fact that the Tabernacle, the portable dwelling place for the divine presence (God) , rests in Gaza Strip, protected by an animal hide. And while it is protected, it cannot prevent the blood of children being spilled in the war, because God has slept.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 29 November 2015

very nice..maraming salamat..napaganda ng pagkahabi

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Virginia Jasmin Pasalo 21 December 2015

Salamat din sa yo, Manonton Dalan.

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 July 2015

Into the Red Sea! ! With the muse of life. Nice work.

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Virginia Jasmin Pasalo 21 December 2015

Thank you Edward.

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