Panalangin

This entry is part 89 of 93 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Summer 2011

Kung mayroon mang santo, patron,
o diyosa ng bawa’t kalbaryo,

O mga Panginoon, patnubayan ninyo
kaming mga namamalagi sa pisngi

ng lupa: kapirasong guhit ng buwan,
kay layong anino ng haplos.

* * *

Prayer

What saints, patrons
and goddesses might there be for each calvary?

O watch over
us who merely live on the cheek

of this earth: that sliver-stroke of moon,
its distant illusion of a caress.

Luisa A. Igloria
09 18 2011

In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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About Luisa A. Igloria

Poet Luisa A. Igloria (website) is the author of Juan Luna’s Revolver (2009 Ernest Sandeen Prize, University of Notre Dame Press), Trill & Mordent (WordTech Editions, 2005) and 8 other books. When she isn’t writing, reading, or teaching, she cooks with her family, hand-binds books, listens to tango music, and keeps her radar tuned for cool lizard sightings.
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5 Responses to Panalangin

  1. Dale Favier says:

    Well, I’m bowled over and knocked sprawling again. If you read Luisa you just have to get used to that, I guess :-)

    So beautiful and precise.

  2. “Famine”, my poem response to Luisa’s “Panalangin” is posted in http://albertbcasuga.blogspot.com/2011/09/famine.html and in the Facebook