Thursday, January 22, 2015
thoughts on college no. 2
solitary on a beach and
the dreadful thing is
it's not so much that he
approaches the water
as the water inches
closer to his toes
his feet are blocks of
dried and dull cement
the sand long since like an
antswarm has been
devouring his feet
the sand is a fact
he is a grain of sand
abraham's sand
but even facts can be effaced
and the comfortable order upheaved
by the geist of change
the facts of sand in the horizon of his vision
are gone and eaten up
with greater velocity than
the sand had earlier concerning his feet
and the fluctus aequoris
begin to reveal their threat
the old japanese painting
of the monster tidalwave
and inside the guy
the germs of fear
and of despair
and of seasickness crack
open and
open and
open and
out shrieks suffusing rapidly
the nauseating burden of
responsibility
but there is such a rider who
the foamy horses of the sea
who on the backs leviathan
in easy calm yet glorious rides
and of the man's dead feet shall be
reviver not of feet alone
but of each sinew and the wave
of change himself does spur not for
a drowning void of meaning but a
death and undeath into life
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
My First Poem in German(!)
Behold, peasants! I have written my first scatological doggerel verse:
Roi ist ein
Fett Regenschirm,
Wer Würmer
Isst, und furzt.
Which is, being interpreted:
Roi is a
Fat umbrella,
Who worms
does eat, and farts.
Which is, being evaluated, a horrible translation of a frightfully inane piece of poetry.
Herr Johann is traumatized. |
Sunday, January 11, 2015
thoughts on college no. 1
yesterday I had a gig it lasted the whole afternoon up to eight p.m.
before that a family friend texted that I was accepted at one of the two philippine colleges I applied to
when I got home after the gig I checked the college's website and yes I saw it for myself Bernales, Yuri... Status: Accepted
I checked fb and a few friends had greeted me and the internet did not cooperate and I wasn't able to respond to the congratulations yuri until around ten o'clock I probably looked like a snob and when do I not look like a snob
but I'm not elated and I feel I should be why am I not
did I expect this yes I did
I had trouble with the other phil college and I had no trouble with this one and today I have problems with the other and this one accepted me
am I scared maybe
it's the end of the tunnel and I have the faintest of ideas of what awaits me on the other side
"for he will command his angels concerning you"