RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

521. Unfinished Conversation 4/20/2008
522. Frammento 4/20/2008
523. When East Is East 4/20/2008
524. To Have A Feel Of My Food 4/20/2008
525. In My House 4/20/2008
526. Blessing 4/20/2008
527. There Are So Many Of You Here 4/20/2008
528. I Choose The Questions 4/20/2008
529. A Statement About Art & Friendship 4/20/2008
530. Not Because We Are Friends 4/20/2008
531. Some Questions In My Mind 4/20/2008
532. Why Not Me? 4/20/2008
533. Envy 4/20/2008
534. Oh My! 4/20/2008
535. The Truth Is........ 4/20/2008
536. When The Truth Is........ 4/20/2008
537. What Are We? 4/20/2008
538. Sorry I Do Not Have A Foolish Heart 4/20/2008
539. Never Never Never 4/20/2008
540. They Crucified Him 4/20/2008
541. Read Aloud The Poem Of The Dying Soldier 4/20/2008
542. That Is For......My Eyes Are Closed 4/20/2008
543. Variations Of The Word Cry 4/20/2008
544. Utilitarians 4/20/2008
545. The Mother Who Hid Her Psycho Son 4/20/2008
546. The Model Couple Of The Century: We 4/20/2008
547. Óhjákvæmilegur 4/20/2008
548. Your Silence 4/20/2008
549. One Summer When The Wind Was Strong 4/20/2008
550. The Beauty Conscious Neighbor Of Mine 4/20/2008
551. Voluptuous Magnificence 4/20/2008
552. January Rains, As I Remember 4/20/2008
553. The Victim Of Bad Journalism 4/20/2008
554. A Breakfast That We Cannot Eat Together 4/20/2008
555. It Is Your Face Again 4/20/2008
556. Blessing In Disguise 4/20/2008
557. Fame And Popularity 4/20/2008
558. You Are A Human Being 4/20/2008
559. What Is It? 4/20/2008
560. There Is Much Weeping There Is Much Sorrow 4/20/2008

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' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

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Monica

when i talk about monica
you may think of someone else
more famous, someone so beautiful
and so wasted, but that is not
the kind of monica that i remember

she was that brown girl in the
barrio of olingan
once when pomelo trees surround

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