A Homecoming









(Divine Word College of Legazpi-High School, Class ’74,
4-B Stags Silver Jubilee, Bacacay, Albay, May 1999)

the hands of Time
turn like windmills

as decades unwind
our trails wind
our tracks entwined

we made our marks
on plains and mounds
we made our sparks
and gained new grounds


mint chimes weaken
meant charms lessen
brewed amber foams less
never forever nevertheless

after our hustle-bustle
we settle

we fellows mellow
stag antlers grow
our brows furrow

forehead grooves ripening
like Ligñon Hill canals opening
with wisdom deepening
(and hair thinning)


as hardened horns
branch like sharpened thorns
our creases increase
our foamy froths cease
our gallant gallops miss


we cease like the trees
gulped by the gullies
of Mt. Mayon.

– homecoming
is between
graduating and commemorating.

(c) 1999 Chito L. Aguilar



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