SABBATICAL NOTES. 27 FEB 2014. N6. THE DAY THE WARAY WRITERS
CAME.
WE HAD A DAY OF LAUGHTER, the Waray poets and this lowlife
sometimes passing himself off as Ilokano academic.
I refer to Ms Janis Claire Salvacion and Prof Michael Carlo Villas, two of the
Tacloban veterans of the tragic.
That is the Haiyan for you if one is from the US, or Yolanda
if one is looking at the Eastern Visayas sea as his reference.
I forgot what I called Michael, but it should be something
like a Waray poet who refuses to write poetry, and Janis, a Waray woman poet
who has gone past trauma by postponing her grief and by not thinking poetic at
all.
Today is nothing else but blessed. Two Waray poets blessing
this Ilokano from out of nowhere is something that does not happen everyday.
We partook of something Japanese, with that miso mix of
whatever herbs there were, and then run to Bread Talk for the dessert of
high-fallutin bread that would go with our Starbucks.
Ah, about four hours of laughing vociferously and thinking
critically and reflecting conscientiously and decapitating everyone that stands
in the way of our mind's progress is something to remember for the years to
come.
Thank you, Waray poets of the people!
SM MRKA/
27 Feb 2014
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