Sa Pag-usad ng Tula

sa pag-usad ng tula sa libo-libo
maiisip mo, nakagawa ka ng napaka-
kaunti.
nauuwi ito sa ulan, sa sinag,
sa trapik, sa mga araw at gabi
ng mga taon, sa mga mukha.
mas madali itong iwan kaysa ituloy,
sa pagsulat ng isa pang linya habang
may tumutugtog ng piano sa radyo,
ang nasabi ng pinakamahusay na mga manunulat,
napakakaunti,
at ang pinakamasama,
masyadong marami.

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1. It’s not the verses and the rhymes, it’s what happens outside every stanza, that is ugly.

2. And the word can’t capture the world. Were you guilty for saying too little?

3. Here’s Bukowski for you, for the fucktard poets like us, with his “As The Poems Go“.

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