From the wellspring of a select corner of the soul, a subjective disturbance — however unwilled it may be — may flow via the aqueduct of verbal expression into the domain of the tongue.
Author Archives: DON J. PAGUSARA
Tita Lacambra Ayala is the Star — a veritable Star. Tala, her signature artist name rhymes perfectly with her singular fame. Her radiance is a rare circumstance in the literary horizon of our nation, seeps into the collective consciousness of all lovers of literature and art.
Nothing can stop now the selfish ambitions of the imperial power
Which the Reptilian Junta and Haribon are loyally implementing—
The most effective way to reap the land’s blessings for the Greedy,
Even if the little creatures be consigned to sink deep in the mud.
Nothing has swelled the heads of the Tres Sawahes more than
Having held such rare authority vested upon them by Bakunawa
To enforce his avaricious adventure of exploiting and utilizing
The fruits of all of Mindasilang’s bounties and natural resources.
Since that memorable day when songs and poesies
Crafted of pain and anger of the Avians were lanced
To the sky which virtually shredded the thick clouds
And floated like ocean waves in the firmament,
They lanced their unisoned voices to the sky where thick
Dark clouds hovered frighteningly over the whole Island!
And by their fiery hearts bored a hole through the gloom
That hitherto veiled the glorious sheen of Justice and Peace.
As expected, the traitorous plot and dirty game
Of the Tres Sawahes was ultimately adopted by
Haribon, as far as he could muster by his critical
Acumen and skills tempered by long political history.
And so it came to pass that with the literary conventions and figurative devices in presenting the panorama and scene of our narrative, we now arrive at a most outrageous episode of Haribon’s dream flight to peacelandia.
Day by day you trod on narrow footways In rarely visited countryside places, Where your footsteps were lighted By shadows…
A bad sign meets Haribon as he tarries in his flight back to the mountains of the Big Isle, after his series of consultations with the bagani warriors of Mandalangan in the northern regions of Mindasilang. He cannot easily believe that Abukay and Perikoy are the ones who meet him on his way and as though a shadow of anxiety inextricably resides in their countenance.