12281. The Early Morning Church Bell 3/22/2009
12282. Do Not Enter 3/22/2009
12283. March 3/22/2009
12284. Synergy 3/22/2009
12285. Something Absurd Keeps Going 3/22/2009
12286. I Like The Image Of Clouds Keeping On Changing 3/22/2009
12287. Going Back To Kindergarten 3/22/2009
12288. Half 3/22/2009
12289. When The Rat Finally Entered The Trap 3/22/2009
12290. A Fly Trapped In An Empty Bottle Corked And Sealed 3/22/2009
12291. Losing A Watch 3/22/2009
12292. It Is The 'Ing' Of Things Which Are Real 3/22/2009
12293. Purple World 3/23/2009
12294. Love's Triumph In Isolation 3/23/2009
12295. Child-Poem 3/23/2009
12296. Baby-Poem 3/23/2009
12297. The Absurd On Our Skins 3/23/2009
12298. Float And Facing 3/23/2009
12299. The Three Women Of My Life 3/23/2009
12300. Trusting No Light 3/23/2009
12301. A Landscape In My Mind 3/23/2009
12302. A Paper Boat On A Murky River 3/23/2009
12303. Be Like The Stars And The Moon And The Sun 3/23/2009
12304. A Self Indestructible 3/23/2009
12305. There Is No Comparison 3/23/2009
12306. Seeding Time 3/23/2009
12307. The Morning After By A Room Window Where We Sleep 3/23/2009
12308. Some Notes From My Heart 3/23/2009
12309. This Is What I Really Mean 3/23/2009
12310. Magnified Red Rose Petals 3/24/2009
12311. A World A Universe 3/24/2009
12312. The Morning Is Full 3/24/2009
12313. The Children 3/24/2009
12314. The Grass Grows Wild On Paths Unknown 3/24/2009
12315. The Illusions Are Here 3/25/2009
12316. Diminishing, Vanishing, Evanescence 3/25/2009
12317. For Those Who Still Dream To Write The Best Lines Of Their Lives 3/25/2009
12318. At The Seaside, A Solitude 3/25/2009
12319. Looking Upon A Child 3/25/2009
12320. If You Only Hear The Rhythm Of This Poem 3/25/2009

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' The Last Dance Of Your Life '


you don't really have to mind
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

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

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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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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