Saturday, June 7, 2008

Woman On The Pavement

How pathetic you look—
Nameless woman, queen of asphalt.
Languish now on the throne you share
With others just like you:
Regal heirs of a stolen land.

You arrogant, do you think you own the
Rats nibbling on your toes?
Do you reign supreme over the gutter?
Better take your tarnished coins and start
Shopping for lovelier cans.

But you look so tired. Awful woman
The fire in your belly creeps up to your cheeks
And refuses to be tamed.
You can only twist those lips and spit
Viciously on the parched earth

While the city looks on.
Flies begin to feast now on your open sores
As you thrust a hand to beg for death.
Yet nobody sees your ruby eyes as you gaze
Down at such noble spectacle:

(how smug!)
A child suckling on your withered breast.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hannilou. I got this link from jessica zafra (click: http://jessicarulestheuniverse.com/2009/09/16/dont-even-ask/), but the actual source of the piece is here: http://blogs.villagevoice.com/runninscared/archives/2009/09/i_will_not_read.php?page=1. You're the PRO, and the article sums up the reasons why I really wanted to say thank you to you for not only acquiescing to my demand to read my blog posts, but for bothering taking hours of your time writing really good critique/comments. You'll also read there why my request for a read isn't actually a demand for a pat on the back. I wanted them raw because I never needed an illusion of honesty. Again, thanks.

---Richard, posporopause.blogspot.com

Anonymous said...

Copy paste lang diay kay dili ma click. "I am not owed a read", so salamat again, and basta, trust me enough, maganahan gyud ka sa essays.

hannilou said...

hehe i'm not a pro oi...kaw jud... i took time to read your posts because i enjoyed doing so and not because i felt obligated. i had no intention of giving you a "pat on the back" when i made those comments. (and i am beginning to wonder now if you actually felt that way...) i only wrote what i thought and felt while reading your work, that's it.

thanks sa link ha, nabasa na nako ang essay. i think i need to read more of those stuff, i feel so out of touch na with writing and being a "writer".

...where do i begin????


anyway, you're always welcome. :-)

Anonymous said...

Bitaw Hannilou, kay although sobra pa sa enough ang ka subtle ug generous ug ka controlled imo sinuwat, I feel malingaw jud ka ug ma interesado gyud mi imo readers to see what it'd be like to read your work nga naay halo gamay nga effort. Kay sobra ragyud ka effortless imo pag display sa mga butang, it's almost enviably annoying. And I'm not bullshitting. This sounds like a spoon-feed, but dili ni inatik nga pangasoy.

Anyway, ang pinaka effective ug organized ug annoying yet lig-on ug honest ug tested ug sulit nga guide (nag RSS ko through google reader ug mga daghan "art" blogs from THe New Yorker Section to Slate pero gubot, makaon oras nimo sige pangita basahon instead ug pag actually basa) to reading and writing nako is Jessica Zafra's blog (jessicarulestheuniverse.com; basaha as in from first entry niya pag 2006 and everyday, read her updates; naa siyay mga pacontest ug mga free books sad nga i know ikaw gyud dapat makadaog). Then, read as many J.D. Salinger fiction as you can. Mao ra ako na experience ug panan-aw effective. I tried Obenieta's blog for reading guide, pero heavy ug sometimes inefficient na kayo iyang style, don't you think?

Anonymous said...

"You'll also read there why my request for a read isn't actually a demand for a pat on the back. "<--- Haha bati ug lahi ang effect ani da. This is just one of those times nga biktima ka sa limits of words. But nasulti ko ni kay naay part of the essay saying tanang mag request for a read is actually in need of a compliment, bisag muingon sila nga the feedback should be honest. Ambot if this is helping, but the point is, no, I'm at my most conscious not feeling that way. And insecure ko enough to defend myself because of the essay and because I'm partly guilty of accosting people to read my "work". It's not making sense, this statement. But then again, what is?

Anonymous said...

Where were you when names where marked statutory?

You are space itself. The mark of which is a piece of your scarf's lint.

Unless you wear none.

Anonymous said...

I'd like to correct "where marked" to "were". It's not prose so if we stick to where it'd sound pretentious. Not that changing it helps, but still.

Anonymous said...

Right now akong gi imagine ani: Bata ga totoy unya ang tigulang ga ngisi kaayo nga creepy, ga tutok nimo. Ang ngisi kay katong hadlok nga nginisihan sa A Clockwork Orange guy.