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Fringe ends soon
Fringe ends this week. I've heard it said that it was never really about sci-fi, or the monsters or even the universes and timelines -- that it was eventually about finding family where one can find it. And for five seasons, while the show faltered and seemed to have lost its footing (and its logic, even) many many times, it was this belief, it was ( Read more... ) -
to a friend turning a year older
Dear friend, I kept little notes. Here are the things that will not change when you turn, *gasp*, forty.* You will still walk outside in the cold in a sando shirt and shorts. To buy beer, or chips or whatever, but mostly to buy beer ( Read more... ) -
this is sort of a goodbye, only sort of delayed
Hi. I only drop by here for the poetry communities.
Please do drop by these sites:
- Social Psychology Eye
- The Homunculus - which I promise to fix real real soon.
I'm still doing some personal blogging but I need to master it first before it becomes the least bit viewable to others.
Thank you.
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coron, palawan
Jumped from the boat to the open sea with no life vest, jumped from a waterfall (somewhere during in that millisecond fall, I changed my mind), went on a safari tour and fed a giraffe, watched the mating of the calamian deer. I loved it - from the chasing of the female in heat to the violence in the act. (The male suddenly thrust himself into her, ( Read more... ) -
where i go blah blah
Once again I could find myself quite stunned at the process of having to process. There's also the part that thinks maybe I'm being too hard on someone who is so clearly desperate to be forgiven. But despite this past year and how it changed me, I know I still believe in some things, people for instance, and trying to do good (which makes me an ( Read more... ) -
Tenderness, Stephen Dunn
Favorite Stephen Dunn poem
Tenderness
Back then when so much was clear
and I hadn't learned
young men learn from women
what it feels like to feel just right,
I was twenty-three,
she thirty-four, two children, and husband
in prison for breaking someone's head.
Yelled at, slapped
around, all she knew of tenderness
was how much she ( Read more... ) -
ala Jack Kerouac
Or in the words of Conor Oberst, there's nothing the road cannot heal. Off for a while with vintage Oliver Sacks, clothes straight out of the drier, and a pack of antihistamine.
Must find some place to land this anger, some place for takeoff.
And leaving you a remnant of Salvatore Quasimodo in the meantime: Everyone stands alone at the heart of the ( Read more... ) -
pahabol sa poetry month
Dreaming at the Ballet
Jack Gilbert
The truth is, goddesses are lousy in bed.
They will do anything it’s true.
And the skin is beautifully cared for.
But they have no sense of it. They are
all manner and amazing technique.
I lie with them thinking of your
foolish excess, of you panting
and sweating, and your eyes after.
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all you need is love
Suddenly everyone's getting married - Ruth, then Ai, then Riza and Darwin has a half naked picture on Facebook. I don't get the future so I tell Darwin his picture is photoshopped. He used to be fatter. He says that's very very stupid.
And before all these, sometime back, we used to sprawl on the green smelly carpet after a late night FGD thinking ( Read more... ) -
Don't look back in anger, Oasis
Rainy day in the office. Working in the conference room with Ram on the other side of the table. The research office has been invaded by perky interns. "Life shouldn't be like an airport," he says all of a sudden.
"Why is that?" I ask. These days, he's sad and prone to musings.
"It shouldn't be about the arrivals and departures. It should be about ( Read more... )
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