A Letter
Submitted by melcichon on May 21, 2007 - 7:15pm.
English | Poetry | poverty
A LETTER
John,
I will definitely go home
To our house
Where we can see the clouds
Through the roof.
I'm fed up
With the twinkling neon lights,
But I have not yet paid
For the earrings that I got
From Mama San.
I need them so my tinkling
Will be louder and my hips
Will be heavier.
Don't worry, John,
This Christmas
You and I will create a moon
And through the roof
We two alone
Will grasp its light.
Ana
Melcichon
He is the author of Ham-at Madueom Ro Gabii? (Bakit Madilim ang Gabi?, a collection of Aklanon poems with Filipino translation and senior editor of Aklanon Haiku, Luwa and Other Poems Written by Aklanons.


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