Poetry Reading Out Loud On YouTube

It’s been a long hiatus but I’m finally gradually getting back to blogging and content creation. Unfortunately, this is partly due to the COVID-19 pandemic and most of us are stuck at home trying to make sense of everything that’s happening around us. I just wish everyone is safe and in good health. I also wish to extend my deepest and sincerest sympathies to those who have lost their loved ones as I did. Just hang in there.

While on lockdown, I was able to produce a YouTube channel on poetry reading called “Read Out Loud” or “ROL” and it’s currently in the works. So, here I am reading a poem, titled “Ginugunita Kita”, by one brilliant poet and painter in the Philippines, the late Maningning Miclat. I hope you like it.

Writing under a new moon

I’m finally up and about. After a long break, I figured I’d focus on my art sites here and here, then convert this blog into a public service platform, instead. I’d still drop poems and quotes every now and then, of course.

But since my laptop broke down two days ago, I’m up for the challenge of blogging from my phone. I know it’s like writing under the moonlight, blah and blah. But, hey, what choice do I have?

Have you blogged from your phone? Tell me how it went.

Reblogged: Pluma’s book cover art and more

And, finally, we came up with a more compound one, attempting to study, if not defy, the limits of style, structure, and media, thus, departing from the margins while keeping space, as we know it, undefined, so to speak. With the book’s dynamic approach to an age when we are all subject to compartmentalized outlooks and fed with a prepackaged sense of identity, it’s a challenge to insist on finding meaning and value in ubiquity.

Lines of Lila Book Cover Art

Continue reading here.

Reblogged: Sketches and Scribbles

Sometimes, while you’re trying to outsmart time behind your work desk, you meet with your thoughts and ask questions you dare not ask your kitties. Then you try to find a way to impart that conversation to any surface you can find. And when you do find it, the universe simply opens up its doors to usher you in.

Lines of Lila Sketches and Scribbles Lost Rhyme

Lost Rhyme, ink on paper, March 9, 2017.

View more sketches and scribbles here.

Magkano na ang ice candy sa Pilipinas?

Piso pa rin ba?
O mas malamig pa sa piseta?
Ang agahan, pananghalian
at hapunan na pinagkasya
sa isang maliit kakarampot na supot
para ipagpalit sa pangarap
na papsikel, tutunawin lang
nang panandalian, isisikmurang
sa paparating na pantawid sa tag-init.

Pabili po ng ice candy…
Piso pa rin ba?

-Armineonila M., 2017

 

A garden of us

A shelter of robins, his heart
breathes into mine flowerbeds
of ballads not thorned nor pitted
heartbreaks upon which spikes
may delay the casting of spring
when seasons run miles apart
to dance rivers with our thoughts
our fountains, deep in the roots
will meet among the shadows…

Now, if only…
these words were so a garden of ours
as if I were a Wordsworth, rhymed
and you, a village his, a path shared
with the daffodils in a dream without
but we are no such garden, still, under
the metal clouds, wired with gavels
silver chains to our roots, rust a staple
and time, our enemy, is a wall sprouted
by shallow ponds, pawns to vultures
for within its arms we’ll one day wither
and settle unto grounds, craving for rain.

-Armineonila M.