LOVE’S COMPLAINT
by Luis G. Dato God, why is there so much of death, Why have You wrought this vale of tears, You who have power, goodness, breath Of mercy, Space , and all the the years? Our lives deny to us…
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Luis G. Dato thoughts on life and death.
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LAST WORD
By Luis G. Dato Beloved, I regret The world to leave, Since you might quite forget, Nor quite forgive. You still remember (Was this my fate?) Still burns unquenched an ember In you of hate. Beloved, I must leave, Is…
COSMOS
By Luis G. Dato With stars I tryst, and in the outmost Night, Time thundering roams the skies, I fear the alternation of the light, Love, let me look in your eyes. A funeral wind is moaning through the trees,…
ETERNE
by Luis G. Dato We are the memory of past desire, The sighs from old, forgotten agonies, We are the embers of a muffled fire, Entombed, yet breathing with the centuries. At sunset, when the clouds with bitter tears, Spread…
ARGONAUTS
By Luis G. Dato I From Asia’s teeming highlands, coasts, and bays,They ploughed the outmost rim of ocean foam,In pathless deeps envisioning their home,Where suns perennial drop unsalted rays,They ventured from the people-trodden ways,And in their light, swift-winged barangays,The seas…
ALTERED
By Luis G. Dato He left for Manila one day in April, Said good-bye to the principal street in town,To the tall, austere cathedral beside it. At home the evening before,His mother a seedling planted, He stayed in the city…
POWER OF THE DREAM
By Luis G. Dato As from a sleep profound,A long time in strange ground,I woke to find my soul,Young as when faint with thirstOf love I knew it first.Invincible and whole. And this was all so strange,This change – anulling…
ON BOOKS
By Luis G. Dato From streets and the dirty places,The frost of the forgetful facesI have found me a refuge, the past;From the heat and the dust, the bitterForgetfulness, it is far sweeterTo seek the soothing calm of the past.…
