By ERICSON ACOSTA
AND SO YOUR POETRY MUST
Be wary you say of its claims lest you waive art to us
millions unworthy of taste and manner lest you be
christened peddler of images alien in form pagan in
content lest your license be forfeited your ear for resonance your
feel for the sublime.
And so while you summon the litany of worlds your own words fashion you
annul my existence and those of millions whose narratives you say betray
poetic tone make burlesque of beauty and thus like scarecrows set even
the most heretic muses scurrying back to their sanctum of rules.
And so in recollecting your epiphanies you elude the void which is my
hunger the famine of millions the empty bowl of history.
And so with your eulogies to passion to rage against time to pledge
with life’s gift you lull the birth of noise of revenge of bloodshow that shall
feed millions complete history and perhaps spare poetry.
Published in “F1," the 1995 Literary Folio of the Philippine Collegian, U.P. Diliman, and edited by Ericson L. Acosta.
Ericson Acosta was the literary editor of the Collegian from the year 1993-1995. He was captured and murdered by the military on the 30th of November in Kanbankalan City, Negros Occidental while organizing with the farmers as a National Democratic Front consultant.
