(For Salve and Sheng)
Here we are all coming full circle,
All of us exiles from within and without,
Expatriates too of the soulmindheart.
We begin with what is there:
An investment with memory of water
Stories too of our struggles
In this land lived but not yet
Loved, this land of circlessorrowssongs.
We stay close to the midpoint:
We go round and round
Like lines not intersecting,
Spheres spheres spheres
Halving halving halving
Into tears and joys and ennui,
This terminus to an exit ending
Where another circle begins,
Marking our life ending
Encircling encircling encircling.
Aurelio S. Agcaoili
Los Angeles, CA
*Recipient of the 2003 Editor's Choice Award, ILP