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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Summer Was A fast Train Without Terminals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I, too, can love you <br>in my dialect, you know, <br>punctuated with cicadas<br>and their eternal afternoons —</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To love in a language prised from my wishbone. <br>To sing a landscape where village girls once burst <br>the moon with giggles. <br>To dance through the fattest eye of a rice-grain — <br>To do all these in peace and war is the wish <br>embodied in Merlinda Bobis’ poetry. <br>From her epic poem Cantata of the Warrior Woman Daragang Magayon to lyric reflections on longing, <br>and finally to an erotic poetry-dance-drama,<br>Bobis traces the cartography of desire <br>and its intimacy with death —</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am the mouth remembering<br>the coupled heaving of women <br>and men in another passion <br>called a war.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=574258" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am deeply furrowed <br>by the universal scar.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Merlinda+Carullo+Bobis">Merlinda Carullo Bobis</a></strong></div>

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