Myra here.
It is the first Friday of 2014! Happy New Year to all of our friends from the Poetry Friday community. Our host this week is Betsy from I think in Poems.
This is the last poem that we will be sharing from our featured Poet, Nerisa Guevara. It speaks of quake-shaped forgotten memories that linger.
We are truly privileged to share her lyrical verse with you, dear friends. I took a photo of Tremors and edited it using an iPhone app. Enjoy, dear friends, and tremble in recollection of lost loves.
If you wish to know more about Nerisa, click here to be taken to her blog.
About the Poet: Nerisa del Carmen Guevara finished her M.A. in English Studies Creative Writing at University of the Philippines (U.P.), Diliman. She has attended the Dumaguete, Iligan, U.P. Writing Workshops and has been a panelist for UST CCWS and UST CCWLS Creative Writing Workshops in her capacity as Junior Associate (UST CCWS 2003-2006) and Resident Fellow for Poetry (UST CCWLS 2010-2013). She has received A Palanca Award for Poetry in 1999 and a Silver Cup Award for Dance Solo in the 2004 April Spring Festival in Pyongyang, North Korea. She teaches Literature and Creative Writing in the UST Faculty of Arts and Letters where she has been running the Poetry Workshop called The Baguio Soul Project: Journey into the Self Through Words these past eleven years.
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Ah, lost love. This poem really captures those feelings.
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The poems you’ve shared continue to be lovely, Myra. This one touches me, “And still my arms know the depth-feel/of you”. Very special! Thank you!
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The depth of feeling this poem conveys is just incredible, Myra.
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“a vague memory that I loved you”–that so captures the feeling of lost love for me, as does the exquisite final lines of this poem. Thanks for sharing it!
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“Continental drift” is the perfect phrase for what I feel when I remember my lost loves. So glad to have an island unshaken by tremors for lo these past 20+ years!!
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We get little tremors and big quakes here in Seattle – next time one comes along, I’m going to pretend it’s a message from a lost love!
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One of the things I’ve enjoyed most about these Nerisa Guevara poems you’ve shared is the distinctive combination of intensity and vulnerability. She really is remarkable.
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Julie’s comment made me smile.
The ending is my favorite part, Myra. Thanks for sharing this new-to-me poet.
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