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Poems by Emeniano A. Somoza, Jr.


In comma, too,

In comma, too,
I live, again,
to mark,
to beat,
to pause,
to pace,
a rushing stream
of sticky thought,
to save the mind
from a whirling race,
and, so, when reason
fails, period,
a convenient decision,
you stab me with
the tenuous tip
of irrationalization.

But,



The ory

I am the commonplace filth
cloggingupyourmillionpores,
The blood in the puss
of your newly-busted boil.
Harrowing like the stares
offittingroommirrors
and the weight
of studied silence
in a crowded museum
Masters' Hall.
I am the verve of Virginia
Woolf in the veins of strugglingartists
The onetwothreefours in
yourlegionsofpsychologicalunrests.
Crafted by the master of Me
tamorphosis of seasons Computed
within the infiniteness of glorious galaxies and blackholes between
light
years and aeons.



Surreality

If
time
is
a
revolution
of
battered
souls, if

space
prisons
them, what
to you
is
reality
other than
time
and
space?



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Biographical sketch: By necessity, I am a college instructor. By nature, I am a thought-sculptor.

Emeniano A. Somoza, Jr. recommends:

Literature, Introduction to Fiction, Poetry and Drama by X.J. Kennedy/ Dana Gioia

Reason: Instructional.
Cross-cultural.

Recommendations for writers:

Just we try to learn to let our pens and papers shock-absorb the tumults in our mind.


 

 


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