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Micropoetry No. 1 “Migration” (Pagdayo)

25 Tuesday Mar 2014

Posted by Su Layug in Chris Hadfield, Filipino, immigration, ISS, Micropoetry, NaPoMo, National Poetry Month, NPR, poem, Poetry Translation, Tagalog, TMMpoetry, translation, Twitter, Twitter Poetry

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Chris Hadfield, Filipino, Filipino translation, immigration, ISS, Micropoetry, migration, NaPoMo, National Poetry Month, NPM, NPM14, NPM2014, poem, Poetry, Rio Grande, River, Tagalog, Tagalog translation, TMMPoetry, Twitter Poetry

Creating an Ecosytem in 140 Characters (NPR's April 14 broadcast of this poem)

UPDATE: This Twitter poem has been selected and read by poet Holly Bass on National Public Radio’s Tell Me More on April 8, 2014 as part of a month-long celebration of poetry. Please click on the link below for the audio and transcript

National Public Radio Tell Me More #TMMPoetry audio and transcript

The original Tweet of Commander Chris Hadfield to which I respond with micropoetry

Matamoros and Brownsville, where the Rio Grande finally meets the Gulf, at the US/Mexico border. pic.twitter.com/Yb2DmYCasg

— Chris Hadfield (@Cmdr_Hadfield) May 30, 2013

My Twitter poetry response:

Copyright © 2013 2014 Su Layug. All Rights Reserved

marbled waterscape
mosaic of fields—
The Great River
has witnessed birds, seeds, humans—stories
before "migration" was a word@Cmdr_Hadfield

— Su (@su_layug) May 30, 2013

MY Tagalog Translation as #TMMpoetry Tweet:

marmol na tubigan
patse-patseng patag—
Ang Dakilang Ilog:
saksi sa ibon, punla, tao—
kuwento
bago pa naging kataga
ang dayuhan#TMMPoetry

— Su (@su_layug) March 25, 2014

What is #TMMPoetry?

http://www.npr.org/2014/03/24/293754274/spring-into-tmmpoetry?utm_campaign=storyshare&utm_source=share&utm_medium=twitter

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Notes from Leyte (found poem from the news)

11 Monday Nov 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Filipino, poem, Poetry Translation, Tagalog

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death, Filipino, Filipino translation, Haiyan, letters, life, notes, Philippines, poem, Poetry, storm, super typhoon, superstorm, Tagalog translation, typhoon, Yolanda, YolandaPH

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Copyright on TEXT/POETRY © 2013 Su Layug. All Rights Reserved.*

Notes from Leyte

(found poem from the news) http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/story/334829/news/nation/buhi-kami-tanan-yolanda-survivors-send-messages-to-loved-ones

On the rippled edge
of a half-moon paper plate —
perhaps kept dry in a bag
for a wedge of a birthday cake —
the scribbling says,
“Buhi Kami Tanan.”
(We’re All Alive)

On a narrow-ruled page,
ripped from a spiral
that used to bind school notes,
in curly manuscript:
“We’re fine. No house, no food.
Nothing.
Still looking
for Big Diding.
Don’t worry.”

A piece of brown bag,
kept neat, perhaps, to wrap
kan-on, sinugba or a sandwich
that mother or father would have made:
in bold, block letters, says,
“Ate, mom and dad are dead. Please
tell everyone.
No connection.”

I wish the world to write them back:

Mga Sulat Mula sa Leyte

(natuklasang tula, mula sa balita)

Sa alun-along gilid ng hating-buwan
na papel na pinggan —
na maaaring itinabi
para sa isang hiwa ng birthday cake —
nakasulat ito:
“Buhi Kami Tanan.”
(Buhay Kaming Lahat)

Sa makikitid na linya ng isang pahina
na pinunit mula sa alambre
na dati’y nagkukupkop ng mga tala
sa eskwela,
sa mapalabok na panulat:
“Ligtas kami. Walang bahay, walang pagkain.
Waray.
Hinahanap pa rin
si Diding Laki.
Ayaw la kabalaka.”

Sa pirasong paper bag
na masinop ang tiklop, siguro’y pagbabalutan
Ng kan-on, sugba o sandwich
na gagawin sana ni nanay o tatay:
Sa malalaki’t makakapal na letra,
“Ate, patay na si mommy at daddy. Pakisabi
sa lahat.
Walang koneksiyon.”

Pagnanasa ko ang balik-sulat ng mundo:

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The Moon Bit the Sun by Su Layug with Filipino translation| stringed haikus under the #eclipse theme

03 Sunday Nov 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Filipino, poem, Poetry Translation, Tagalog

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diaspora, eclipse, Filipinas, Filipino, Filipino translation, Filipinos, immigration, KSA, labor, labor export, migration, OFW, partial solar eclipse, Philippines, poem, Poetry, repatriation, saudization, solar eclipse, Tagalog, Tagalog translation, third-world problems

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The Moon Bit the Sun
by Su Layug

The moon bit the sun
over the pi-legged docks~
sleep’s bonus hour

 

Mom in KSA
poses for half-smile selfie~
kingdom eclipses

 

A night crab scuttles
among eclipse tourists’ bags~
the apocalypse

 

Child sleeps in dad’s arm
under sun-and-moon mingling~
oceanic sighs

 

T’was hide-or-be-killed
sun-moon collapse among rocks~
a vet’s remembrance

 

The moon bit the sun
the earth goes hide-and-seeking~
a ship sails for home

 

 

 

Kinagat ng Buwan ang Araw
ni Su Layug

 

Kagat ng buwan ang araw
sa ibabaw ng daungang hugis-pi~
isang oras pa’ng pagtulog

 

Si Nanay sa KSA
pilit-ngiti sa selfie~
nagsaklob ang kaharian

 

Talangkang nataranta
sa mga bagahe ng turista ng eklips~
apokalipto na

 

Batang nahihimbing sa braso ni Tatay
sa ilalim ng pagsasanib ng araw at buwan~
dagat-dagat na buntunghininga

 

Magtago ba o mamatay
sa mga batuhan, sa nagsanib na buwan at araw~
alaala ng isang beterano

 

Kagat ng buwan ang araw
naglalaro ng taguan ang daigdig~
may naglalayag papauwi

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Two Moths (excerpt) ( Dalawang Gamugamo ) by Aimee Nezhukumatathil translated to Filipino by Su Layug

01 Friday Nov 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Filipino, poem, Poetry Translation, Tagalog

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abuse of women and girls, Filipino, Filipino translation, girls, human trafficking, Nezhukumatathil, poem, Poetry, rape, sexual violence, Tagalog translation, women

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Dalawang Gamugamo  (hango)

       

       May mga babae        sa kabilang dako ng planetang ito

 

                   ang hindi makakaalam         ng kagandahan

 

       ng lumakad      habang nakasuot ng sutlang saring krespon.      Kundi,

 

lilipas        ang mga araw nila                          na ang likod nila’y nakalapat

 

   para sa parada               ng mga lalaking          maituturing na nilang tiyuhin

 

       sa ibang buhay.  

 

Two Moths (excerpt)

 

      Some girls        on the other side of this planet

 

                   will never know        the loveliness

 

       of   walking      in a crepe silk sari.      Instead,

 

they will spend        their days                          on their backs

 

   for a parade               of   men           who could be       their uncles

 

       in another life.  

 

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The full, original poem in English can be read here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/246686#poem

Read the author’s extended bio here: http://aimeenez.net/extended-bio/

 

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It is Marvelous to Wake Up Together (excerpt) ~ by Elizabeth Bishop, Translated to Tagalog/Filipino by Su Layug

28 Monday Oct 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Poetry Translation

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Elizabeth Bishop, English love poem, Filipino love poem, Filipino translation, Love, poem, Poetry, Rain, Tagalog love poem, Tagalog translation

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photo: creative commons: flickr/Douglas R Witt

 

Kamangha-mangha ang Magising nang Magkasama

 

Kamangha-mangha ang magising nang magkasama
Sa mismong sandali; kamangha-manghang pakinggan
Ang ulan na bigla na lang bubuhos sa bubungan,
Ang madama ang biglang paglinaw ng hangin
Animo’y dinaanan ng kuryente
Na nagmula sa isang hinabing itim na mga linya sa langit.
Sumasagitsit sa buong bubungan ang ulan,
At sa ilalim nito, ang magaang na pagbagsak ng mga halik.

 

It is Marvelous to Wake Up Together (excerpt)

 

It is marvellous to wake up together
At the same minute; marvellous to hear
The rain begin suddenly all over the roof,
To feel the air suddenly clear
As if electricity had passed through it
From a black mesh of wires in the sky.
All over the roof the rain hisses,
And below, the light falling of kisses.

A copy of the full text of the English original can be read here: 

http://deareditorpoems.blogspot.com/2013/10/a-previously-unpublished-elizabeth.html

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“I’m Explaining a Few Things” by Pablo Neruda, English translation by Nathaniel Tarn

01 Tuesday Oct 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Filipino, Poetry Translation, Tagalog

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blood, Bloodshed, children, corruption, English-Filipino Translation, English-Tagalog Translation, Filipino, Filipino translation, million people march, Philippines, poem, Poetry, Tagalog, Tagalog translation, War

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Pinapaliwanag ko ang Ilang Mga Bagay 

~ni Pablo Neruda (salin sa Tagalog ni Su Layug mula sa Kastila at Inggles na salin ni Nathaniel Tarn)

At isang umaga ang lahat ng ito ay nasunog
Isang umaga ang mga sigâ
ay lumukso mula sa lupa
lumamon ng mga tao —
at magmula noon, apoy,
pulbura ng bala mula noon,
at magmula noon, dugo.
mga bandidong may mga eroplano at mga moro,
mga bandidong may titulo at mga padrinos,
mga bandidong kakampi ang may-suot-abito, na naghahagis ng biyaya
ang sumugod mula sa langit upang patayin ang mga bata
at ang dugo ng mga bata ay dumaloy sa mga kalsada
na animo’y walang anuman, gaya ng dugo ng mga bata.

 

I’m Explaining a Few Things

~ by Pablo Neruda, translated by Nathaniel Tarn

And one morning all that was burning,
one morning the bonfires
leapt out of the earth
devouring human beings —
and from then on fire,
gunpowder from then on,
and from then on blood.
Bandits with planes and Moors,
bandits with finger-rings and duchesses,
bandits with black friars spattering blessings
came through the sky to kill children
and the blood of children ran through the streets
without fuss, like children’s blood.

Full text of the English translation can be read here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-explaining-a-few-things/
A copy of the original Spanish poem can be read here: http://www.poemas-del-alma.com/pablo-neruda-explico-algunas-cosas.htm  

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Tula ng Agila (Eagle Poem) by Joy Harjo, translated to Filipino by Su Layug

27 Saturday Apr 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Poetry Translation

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birth, blessedness, connectivity, death, eagle, Filipino translation, Joy Harjo, life cycle, nature, poem, Poetry, prayer, sacred, stewardship, Tagalog translation

800px-Philippine_Eagle_in_Captivity

The Philippine Eagle in captivity, photo courtesy of scorpious18 on flickr via wikimedia.org under creative commons license

Sa pagsamba, binubuksan mo ang buong sarili
Sa langit, sa lupa, sa araw, sa buwan
Sa kabuuuan ng tinig na ikaw.
At batid pa rin na mayroon pang
Hindi mo nakikita, naririnig;
Hindi mo mababatid maliban sa mga sandaling
Lumalago, at sa mga wikang
Maaaring hindi tunog, kundi ibang
Ikot ng galaw.
Gaya ng agila nitong Linggong umaga
Sa Ilog ng Asin. Umikot sa langit na bughaw
Sa hangin, winalis-linis ang ating mga puso
ng kanyang mga sagradong pakpak.
Nakikita ka namin, nakikita namin ang sarili at nababatid naming
Kailangang pangalagaan nang puspusan
At pagbaitan ang lahat ng bagay.
Huminga nang malalim, sa kaalamang tayo ay binubuo ng
Lahat ng ito, at huminga, sa kaalamang
Tayo ay tunay na pinagpala sapagkat tayo’y
Ipinanganak, at tayo’y lilisan din sa loob ng
Tunay na pag-ikot,
Gaya ng agilang nililibot ang umaga
Ng ating kalooban.
Pinapanalangin natin na maisagawa ito
Sa kagandahan,
Sa kagandahan.

Original poem in English can be read here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/175881

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Naaalala Kita, Kung Paano Ka Noon ~ ni Pablo Neruda (salin mula sa Ingles ni Su Layug — na salin ni M.S. Merwin — at Kastila)

18 Thursday Apr 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Poetry Translation

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Autumn, Fall, Filipino translation, Flame, Love, Memory, Merwin, Neruda, Poetry, Remembering, Tagalog translation, Twilight

neruda 2
 

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Naaalala kita, kung paano ka noong nakaraang taglagas.


Ikaw yung beret na abuhin at ang pusong mahinahon.


Sa mga mata mo, pilit na nagtatalo ang lagablab ng dapit-hapon.


At naglaglagan ang mga dahon sa tubig ng iyong kaluluwa


Nakakapit sa mga braso ko, animo’y gumagapang na halaman


Tinitipon ng mga dahon ang tinig mong malumanay.


Apoy ng pagkamangha, nagtutupok sa uhaw ko.


Hayasinta* —  bughaw, matamis na pulupot sa aking kaluluwa


Nadarama kong naglalakbay ang mga mata mo, lumipas na ang taglagas:


Abuhing beret, tinig ng ibon, tahanang puso,


Kung saan dumayo ang aking mga buntung-hininga


at ang aking mga halik, nagsilaglagan, maliliksing mga baga


Langit na dumaong. Patag ng bulubundok:


Ang alaala mo ay binubuo ng liwanag, ng usok, ng lawang walang-tinag!


Sa dako pa, lagpas sa iyong mga mata, lumalagablab ang takipsilim.


Mga tuyong dahon ng taglagas umiinog sa iyong kaluluwa.

*Hyasinta — nilikhang salita, paglalaro sa salitang “hyacinth” at “sinta”

 

 

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“How to eat special halo-halo: A summer dilemma” by Jose F. Lacaba

27 Wednesday Mar 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Poetry Translation

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dessert, Filipino, Filipino-English translation, first-world problems, food, Halu-halo, ice cream, Lacaba, Philippines, poem, Poetry, privilege, sweets, Tagalog translation, third-world problems

a recording for https://soundcloud.com/groups/record-a-poem (a National Poetry Month 2013 project of the Poetry Foundation) of the Filipino poem: “Pagkain ng special halo-halo: Isang palaisipan sa tag-init” by Jose F. Lacaba

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Halu-halo is a Philippine dessert which literally means, “mixed” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halo-halo photo published under creative commons http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Halo_halo1.jpg


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How to eat halo-halo:
A summer dilemma

By Jose F. Lacaba

From Sa Panahon ng Ligalig: Tula, Awit, Halaw (In the Time of Unrest: Poem, Song, Selection) (Anvil Publishing, 1991)

I said,
“how do you eat
special halo-halo?
Do you first eat
the heap of ice-cream
on top of the shaved
ice?
OR
do you first mix the ice cream
into the rest of it?

He said,
“What seems to be the problem?”

I said,
“If you first eat
the ice cream, what you eat next
won’t seem to be any different from
a regular halu-halo.
But, if you mix the ice-cream first
into the rest of it,
you would not
savor the full flavor
of the ice cream.”

He said,
“You worry about too many
things.
It’ll all be mixed
in your stomach.
Be thankful that you are
privileged enough
to eat special halu-halo.”

The original Tagalog poem, pubished w/permission by the poet:

Pagkain ng special halo-halo:
Isang palaisipan sa tag-init

ni Jose F. Lacaba

Mula sa Sa Panahon ng Ligalig: Tula, Awit, Halaw (Anvil Publishing, 1991)

’Ika ko,
“Paano ba kinakain
ang special halo-halo?
Inuuna ba
ang tumpok ng sorbetes
sa ibabaw ng kinaskas
na yelo?
O
inihahalo muna ang sorbetes
at saka kinakain?”

’Ika niya,
“Ano ba ang problema?”

’Ika ko,
“Kung sorbetes
ang una mong uupakan,
ang isusunod mo’y
wala yatang pagkakaiba
sa regular halo-halo.
Kung ang sorbetes naman
ay ihahalo mo muna,
hindi mo
mananamnam nang husto
ang sorbetes.”

‘Ika niya,
“Kung ano-ano
ang pinoproblema mo.
Maghahalo din iyan
sa tiyan.
Pasalamat ka’t nakakakain ka
ng special halo-halo.”

Information about the author can be found here: http://en.wikipilipinas.org/index.php?title=Pete_Lacaba

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Poison

21 Thursday Mar 2013

Posted by Su Layug in Poetry Translation

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Filipino translation, Kristel Tejada, Osorrio, Philippines, Poetry, Poverty, Suicide

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Poison

(translated from “Lason” (see original excerpt below) by Joi Barrios) 

We grasp the knives’ edges
because we have been edged onto
the lips of ravines,
because wretchedness is wretched.
We self-consume in flames,
because we are enslaved
by the country gasping for life

 

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(artwork) Astonished Mother  by 

Alfonso Ossorio (Philippines, active United States, 1916-1990) 

 posted under LACMA public domain policy http://collections.lacma.org/node/167355

 

Lason 

~ Joi Barrios

 

Kumakapit tayo sa patalim,
Pagkat tayo’y nagigipit,
Sa gilid ng bangin ay natutulak,
Pagkat ang dalita’y marahas.
Sa apoy ay nagpapatupok,
Dahil binubusabos
Ng bayang nagdarahop.

 

the full original poem can be found here:

https://www.facebook.com/notes/joi-barrios/lason-para-kay-kristel-tejada/10151366016198441

 

 

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