Poetry

Notes From Sagada

Let me tell you about this sadness.
It remains the same as it was when it began.
It takes the shape of a memory that
gathers like crows darting through the air
where my heart is. It takes the form
of an emptiness the way most things started.
It is the blankness of paper waiting
for the first letter. But you see, the hand
hesitates. It stays there, trembling,
and the mind cannot seem to fathom
the sadness even with a thousand words
gathered like crows darting through
the air where my heart once was.
This sadness takes the scene of collective
trees, steady in how crestfallen they have been
for a thousand years, they have not known happiness.
This sadness takes the shape of my heart
wrapped in words that cannot replace
what remains the same as it was when it began.


Gari Vinluan is an advertising professional. He graduated with a degree in Creative Writing and Sociology at the University of the Philippines Diliman. He is currently finishing stories for a chapbook to be released sometime this year, hopefully.

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