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Notes on a scandal

September 15, 2008

Conference Blues

In this huge gathering

Of colleagues and friends

I wondered if our paths

Would cross and ricochet

Like a bullet skidding

Across a metallic surface.

People we both know

Came up for conversations

Some I acknowledged

For afar with a friendly wave

As I pondered what to do

Should I come across you.

Mercifully, in the throng

Of colleagues and friends

The meeting I feared

Remained inside my head

And my knotted innards

Soon untangled themselves.

Still, a small part of me

Silently wished to see you,

If only to check if the sight

Of you will exert its old effect

On me, though I know that

It doesn’t really matter now.

phnom penh, 2008

copyright Michael P. De Guzman

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Previous Comments

sabi ko na nga ba, you were unnerved that he was there last friday and that he knows what’s happening sayo, lalao na yung sa operation mo…he cares, i dont think you can take that away…

Posted by daden at September 15, 2008, 1:28 pm

am i sensing here a reconciliation? hmmm… just wondering… i would be happy to see that. (…worthy of making a poem)

on the other hand, it also translates to me that you are now past the ‘apprehensions’ of how you would react if paths would cross. Now you know… hehehe

ikaw lang ang makapagsasabi… as to which direction it will eventually lead to.

by the way, i like the movie of the same title with judy dench in it. (main title)

p.s. incidentally, the code required spelled yikes hahaha

Posted by derick at September 15, 2008, 7:49 pm

daden: unnerved, yes. he cares? i don’t think it matters anymore…

derick: i’m not sure how to respond to your comment

Posted by pinakadalisay at September 16, 2008, 1:46 pm

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an old soul, paying his karmic dues as a chronicler of lives, as a listener to others' miseries, and as the voice of the unspeakable. makata. manunulat. development worker. kasuyo. bugtong na anak. part-time performer. kalaguyo. kaibigan. future carpenter, bread-maker, or bar-tender.