Friday, February 18, 2011

Poet of the Day

Earlier, i mentioned about my class' Poetry Night. I have asked them to give me copy of their poems and had asked their permission so i can post it on my spot. My first poet is Ruth Napone Roble. She is a proud mother of a cute little boy who is both smart and playful. get to know her better through the poems that she had written for our class.

the poem that follows is her bio-poem:


Ruth
Rebellious,Understanding,Thoughtful,Happy
Daughter of Peter and Inday Roble
Lover of food, nature and family
Who feels excited when it's time to go home, panicked when the son is sick, so happy when the son gives a hug and a kiss
Who gives love, care and friendship
Who needs you, them and everybody
Who fears without God, without nothing to fear and without nothing to eat
Who would like to see the mythical octopus in Tinago, James Bond and the white lady in Balete Drive
Who lives in the land of organic rice, Brgy. Tongantongan; situuted in the City of Golden Harvest, Valencia City; located at the town of beautiful faces, Bukidnon
Roble


This one is her triolet about Tinago falls:

400 STEPS

Four hundred steps,
A paradise within
Excitement leaps,
Four hundred steps.
Nature keeps
Away from sin,
Four hundred steps,
A paradise within.


Her Italian Sonnet about Initao:

MYSTERIOUS

Before and after,
Horror and beauty,
Myth and reality.
Forget the fear,
More to hear.
Cure the insanity,
Love nature's creativity,
Now and forever
Sea and waves,
Caves and stones,
Trees and leaves,
Chill the bones.
See and don't be hasty
Enjoy the mystery.


Her Visayan Narrative Poem:


LAAG UG ANG NAKAPLAG

Gailog pa ang kahayag sa adlaw ug bulan
Kami migikan na sa Musuan
Bisan tood ug ga ulan- ulan
Padayon lang gihapon sa pagdagan

Ang bus pirting goota
Hasta na noong gin- ota
Apan kami wala mataranta
Sa among mga banko ga kanta- kanta

Sa El Salvador
Una mi nag tour
Divine Mercy Shrine
Grabe ang pagka shine
First time nako didto
Pero napa wow jud ko
Tsada kaayong mga adorno
Palibot sa dakong rebulto.

Sunod namomg gihunongan
Lugar nga murag kalasangan
Daghan kaayo kag kahinaman
Mga gasa sa kinaiyahan.
Gitoohan nga lugar sa mga wakwak
Apan kami wala nagpalibak
Sa dagat ug langub mi nga lingaw- lingaw
Didto sa lugar nga gitawag nilag Initao

Ug sa dihang naa nami sa Iligan,
Nanglingi ang mga tawo sa kadaplinan
Nahibulong sa gapanon nga sakyanan
Nga gikan sakabukiran.

Ma. Cristina Falla ang destinasyon
Naa pay gard nga murag sapoton
Pero bisag sa ganghaan natanggong
Sulit ang panan awong gaagligdong
Ang tubig astang suloga
Ang busay astang taasa
Kung wala kadto nga gasa
Kuryente pirting mahala.

Paghuman sa busay
SA bus mibalik ug sakay
Lahos dayon sa Timoga
Aron mawala ang ka duka.
Salom didto, dalom diri,
Tisngi didto, tisngi diri
Kalipay nga dili kabayran
Kauban sa mga kahigalaan.

Apan pagbati ug kagutom
Wala tawon mi magdahom
Kamahal sa palaliton
bisan na lamang ang kan on.
Ning adto mi sa centro
Walo mi sa grupo
Bitbit among mga bagahe
Mura mig gipalayas nga aplikante.
Nangita mig mkan an
Nga sulti sa tiyan
Paghuman sa lapangan
Dritso sa katulganan.

SAkay sa sikad
Crystal Inn and palad
Pagkakita sa amoa
Gi-welcome jud mig pina bongga.
Grabe jud among hinanok
Sa mga habol ga ok-ok
Pagkabuntag namahaw
Itlog ug bangus ang gipatilaw.

Sa andam na ang tanan
Tinago amao ng giadtoan
Excited na kaayong mga taga- Musuan
Nga motan aw sa ginatagoan.
Tood manpaga nindot
Ang Ginoo wala jud mag inot
Ka tsada sa palibot
Matag minuto gidaginot.
Apan didto mi ngaluya
SA hagdan nga pirting taasa
Pirti kaayong pungaha
Ang mga ilong ga siga-siga.

Human sa adventure
Didto mi sa mansion galore
Ang balay ni Gloria
Astang pagka sosyala.

Human didto,
Dali- dali kaming miadto
Pabalik sa centro
Aron maminaw sa usa ka maestro.
Si Sir Tibo Fernandez
Doctor siya sa Humanities
Maalamon kaayo nga tawo
Bow jud kaayo ko
Dagan kaayo siyag gidalit
Dli man unta siya poet
Naay pay taga IPAG
Nga grabe makapangalampag.

Mihawa mi sa IIT
NGa dgahan kaagi
Labaw pa sa laag
Kaalam ang nakaplag.

Goodbye Iligan
Welcome Cagayan
Hapit sah mi sa shopinganan
Aron naay handomanan.

Mibiya mi nga malinawon
Sa sulod sa bus nanihapon
Naay ga kanta-kanta
Samtang ang uban natulog nga ga nganga

Alas- dose sa kagabhion
Ang CMU amoa ng galantawon
Pagkanao sa bus
Iya- iya na ug tipas.

And those are some of her poems written in our class.

*** Thank you, Ruth for sharing your poems with us:-)

Don't Quit

Last night, February 17, 2011, my POetry Class had their Poetry Night here in our home. Xanthi had listened to them as they read they own poems. They had fun listening as they exchange ears for each other's poem, and what makes me so g;ad is the fact that they had appreciated the class even if it had given them a lot of requirements. I am so happy as i have seen happiness light in their eyes as they share theiur own poems. Even my household had fun listening to their bio poems, their narrative poems and the poems of known Filipino and British poets. It was a night of camaraderie and poetry indeed.

with this, i am sharing to you one of my personal favorite poems. It was known who wrote it though sadly some are claiming it to be theirs. Anyhow, let me share to your his inspiring poem and i hope it would have the same effect to you as it did to me.



Don't Quit



When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

African Poetry and French Poetry

Here are the links of the poems you are to discuss in class.

African Poetry:
Midnight encounter by
you are also to tackle Africa by Jacques Roumain
French Poetry:
Autumn
by Alphonse de Lamartine

just check it and see me if there would be anything you would like to clarify before our class.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Interview a Local Poet (English 44)

This is a special task for my English 44 students. below are the guidelines pertaining the interview you will conduct. Work with a pair. This this is Christmas Season, you are to submit your work on February 14, 2010. Break a leg!

Interview Wuestions:

A. Personal Profile of the Poet:
1. Complete Name 9middle name included)
2. DAte of Birth
3. Place of Origin
4. If migrant, brief reason for the migration.
5. Spouse (if married)
6. children (if married)

B. Experience as a Poet
1. When did you start writing poetry?
2. What is your first published poem? (secure a copy)
3. What is it all about?
4. What/Who inspired you to write?
5. How many poems have you published by far?
6. Do you actively write now?
7. When you write, do you necessarily think of publishing it?
8. When do you usually write? Or any particular reason/kick for writing the poem?
9. What is your favorite self-written poem? What is it about?
10. If one is to write, what would the language you'd advise them to use? (Tagalog, cebuano, English)
11. Can you possibly give message for the aspiring young poets?


*** You can rearrange the questions depending on your style.

Merry Christmas!:-)

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