King, On Buying Dangadang

(For King Vibal, because he brought back to the USA, his

new country, the Dangadang he boughtin his old country.)

It is as simple as this,

This exultant exchange

Of quick good words tonite.

There is ritual here, its rhyme

And reason ancient and familiar.

I tell you so: courage grows in me,

My heart grows stout with a singular joy,

Blessed as ever by the pale late lights

On Chateau. The ceremony seals all,

This redeeming rite of minds meeting.

The news of you buying Dangadang

Is a salve unexpected, soothing

As ever. You offered

To read Dangadang some time.

But King, I can only offer you

A writer's small act of imitating life,

Narrating it too even as the small suns

In the heart dip into the crooked

Streets of our particular lives.

Aurelio S. Agcaoili

Anaheim, CA


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