jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

ember/beggang (iluko/english haiku )

morning ember
fanned
by broken word

beggang ti agsapa
naparubruban
ti puted a sarita

I wrote the original in Iluko, the language I was born with but hardly spoke and never written with as an adult, trading it with English, a borrowed language I thought was really mine. Iluko of the northernmost edge of the Philippine archipelago traces its roots in Austronesian language. Rediscovering it has been exhalarating! The truth is, I am writing in both languages now with a deeper sense of where both seem to spring from–my being.

November 16, 2010 Posted by | haiku, language views, poetry | , , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments