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—'Tis More Fun Using

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

—'Tis More Fun Using

 

 

'Tis more fun using

—money in my pocket, but

I know where it's from...

From other people's pockets

I'm now on top of the world

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited 12.04.2019 (some sentence/paragraph emendations which included misspelling corrections & misidentified/misused words); 11.23.2019 (I have supplanted the previous commentary emendation); 09.04.2019:

 

I simply have italicized the whole English idiomatic expression "on top of the world" rather than just "top of the world" which previously thought to be enough to emphasize, or to denote, what I wanted to signify (that was the first mistake that I've noticed).  I only had the ample chance to finally correct this [idiom] now (even though I had always wanted to correct this sentence & to modify it as soon as possible).  And, I thought, just because it was not sounding right (later, after being published), & the fact that what had just played in my mind back then, in that spur, was seemingly a corresponding familiar song (i.e., either something out of a Carpenter's song or its title), I simply then come to the conclusion that it was indeed an American/English idiomatic expression that relates to its real connotation (where the expression, versus the Carpenter song title—contrastingly—was where it was actually derived from, & whose real lexical meaning was what I also have meant to relay).  But not to outright convey the distinct intended (versus an oblique intention) meaning.  Thank you for reading on.

 

 

—Like Little Houses

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

—Like Little Houses

 

 

Like little houses—

Are the places within which

—can be called our homes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited 08.02.2019; 07.25.2019; 07.23.2019 (grammatical/semantical errors, specificity of given examples for a more accurate representation, e.g., "in the videos"; adherence to grammatical rules, e.g., "which are" vs. "*that are"; additional clarifications or emendations, upon reviewing what I've typed previously in these notes/comments, for using a gadget instead earlier, rather than now, in its present edited form, when a much comfortable interface, by using a keyboard, was more apt—in a pragmatic sense): 


This is a haiku adaptation (in English) initially composed in reaction to social values.  It is inspired by the various cleanup operations spearheaded by the newly elected Manila mayor (Mayor Isko Moreno Domagoso), & under the watch of the current administration (the Duterte administration), & which was also secondarily inspired by the "little houses" (something that popped up in my mind that which was mentioned in a Hayao Miyazaki film—it just reminded me of it).—I have recalled that scene in this specific instance, as if inexorably, as it stood out like a speck of my memory, when Chihiro told that to her parents as they went along before getting lost in their way (i.e., losing their way).  I would then just think of the interrelatedness of the natural environment, the built environment, the social environment, and the economic environment, respectively; that was subsequently also due to learning those aspects (i.e., those subcategories) from a book that I've skimmed over lately (or just now actually—ipso facto).  What had compelled me is the seeming interconnected instances which then have seemingly concretized the said interrelated factors (as outright described in the printed matter, which pertains to some criteria that are said to be involved in urban planning, etc.).  I've been primarily goaded by the fact that there are YouTube videos which have been shared by most of the actual concerned people in action (e.g., some Filipino citizens, members of the public/daily population—yet in the videos themselves are the proactive participants: engineers, officers/workmen from goverment agencies suchlike DPWH, DEPW, etc.).  The hype is not a thing, though; but that such videos uploaded by concerned citizens have simply actually existed, the sheer acknowledgement of such recorded facets of society, to me, are reminiscent of the bygone vintage Manila (the olden times when Manila was nicer, the way it was during the Marcos years—or what Marcos might have envisioned back then).  Manila, Philippines, is where I hail from.  In conclusion, what I've seen in many of the videos are quite positive.  This poem does not merely denote one country in particular so I hope you like this test piece of a Japanese haiku for which I, once again, have tried to make use of the English language to conceptualize all those sentiments/sensibilities (eg., about such developments, social actions, public reactions, et al) & then squeeze it in here to make it, thus, as if it is a coherent whole.

Unknowing Escapists

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unknowing Escapists 

 

 

 

Death, ..not proud—So sleep!

...dreaming of thy softer skin

—Thee—objectified!








Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited on 07.19.2019, 07.18.2019, 07.17.2019 (On clarifications, disambiguation, misspelled/mistyped words, grammatical/semantical errors):  Upon reviewing my notes/comments, I could not help but notice something that I had to revise.  I have edited that something in my Author's Notes/Comments, for some time, yet I had not been able to update and indicate those in the former reedition (I may have forgotten it).  Some of my previous grammatical/semantical errors were corrected/edited; but that had also lent itself to being still erroneous after I had found out about the others/another, consequently.  Those were the scruples which I had, i.e., in noticing/not noticing/ignoring an unedited/missed part, i.e., of a sentence (that was erroneous & that which was consequently omitted.)

 

The idea behind this practice poem is certainly not an allusion to John Donne's famous line or to his poem, although it sounded like it—in fact, it was sort of in my head before this was done (I do not know about his poetics until later on, after doing this).  But the usage might easily denote such notions or concepts which you might have in mind already (a correlative or a relation/association to this).  The phrase first came to mind while I was in my first few steps of composing something (which I wanted to pull off in the creation process alone & not necessarily done while visualizing my supposed ends).  That might/could be dangerous if it was Magic.  I did not know what had prompted me.  It does not necessarily end up as I supposed to have wanted it to come off (in that it was not my endpoint, to think about it).  My orientation is/was not in that specified way, as for most poetic styles &/or semblances with each poems that are rather perceptual (aside from being already conceptual).  Generally.  It is a moot point to take note of the circularity of such philosophical arguments (e.g., especially at this time) which I could have done with the rest of my haiku adaptations during the last.  I kept on feeling awkward at using haikus in the first place, or for taking on the minimalistic Japanese approaches/styles (& the use of blank spaces), just to go about such particular pieces of "literary work".  I especially connote my written English aside from my own thoughts about the subjects (&/or objects) that comprise the 'denotata'/'designata' at the moment.  Besides, if you might want to really know about my objectives, you may outright realize that these would be my test pieces or guides for mapping out my whole understanding of Language.  I just hope that this note's real message (real intention) comes across and becomes well received in conjuction with the poem's explanation/history/reason/etc. as in the other author's notes/comments that went before this.

Silvery Appearing On Dark

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silvery Appearing On Dark

 

 

 

Why like this—are we

While you're lying on the ground

Bedstead hovering









Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is reedited on 07.12.2019.

 

A replacement/substitution of a specific phrase "bed base" to the word "bedstead" was made unto the last line to properly denote what I had in mind earlier on.  I wanted to achieve something that I formerly thought would better represent those ideas (the intended imagery which was originally imprinted in my mind/thoughts during my initial creative process).  The specific word was not known to myself yet, or I also have no exact vocabulary word for that specific thought.  Neither do I know really how to call it, up until this point, because of the many specified ways to call something that resembles a type of a bed. This poem, therefore, might be tentative for that reason (due to the limited vocabulary words that I possess & for yet clarifying such undetermined objects in my mind).  Thank you for reading on.

A Few Fireflies, Those Dragonflies, & A Hundred Butterflies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Few Fireflies, Those Dragonflies, & A Hundred Butterflies

 

 

Forever beat up

Insouciant, without manners

Habitual feigning—







 

To Remonstrate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To Remonstrate

 

 

 

Bus driver's scolding

Angry at little children

—they are so little









A Habitation Of Devils

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Habitation of Devils

 

 

My yummy girlfriend

Can teach you better life skills

—institution heads









Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited on 07.18.2018 (Devils/Demons substitution at the the title/poem proper), 07.16.2019 (wrong title for the actual object, or reference, that was at the back of my head at the time of the composition):

 

I have changed the title to "A Habitation of Devils" because I was referring/alluding to the biblical book of Revelation, wherein that was mentioned in a verse.  I apologize for this mistake/misleading title which was a synonymy to devils (i.e., from A Habitation of Demons to A Habitation of Devils).  Source (cut and pasted from actual URL, https://biblehub.com/kjv/revelation/18.htm):  2And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.

 

Thank you for reading on/your interest!

Like The Tree Branches

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like The Tree Branches

 

 

 

...never liked Dancing

Yes, it could be anything

—but the Graceful ones








Train Passengers I

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Train Passengers I



 

Moving caravan

Giggling girls inside with boys

"Where's Simone?", he asked—








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