Forget not to learn
To shout, my friend,
For the world we have now
Cannot discern
Or does pretend
That its vision is impaired;
Remember to shout
Louder, my friend,
For where'er you get lost,
To search you out
With a good lend
Of my ears has more success
Than has with my sight;
A missing sound
Is easier to find
Than a lost light;
Absence is found
More easily than presence.
BINABASA MO ANG
Kurit and Other Poems
PoetryA poem is partly like a recipe. A poet has to have a cupful of experiences, a spoonful of creativity, a tinge of inspiration, and a bit of solitude. These pieces are combined and mixed without any external stirring but by a mere desire for self-expr...
