Summer Was a Fast Train Without Terminals

Author(s): Merlinda Bobis


I, to, can love you

in my dialect, you know,

punctuated with cicadas

and their eternal afternoons -


To love in a language prised from my wishbone. To sing a landscape where village girls once burst the moon/ with giggles. To dance through the fattest eye of a rice-grain-- To do all these in peace and war is the wish embodied in Merlinda Bobis' poetry. From her epic poem Cantana of the Warrior Woman Daragang Magayon to lyric reflections on longing, and finally to an erotic poetry-dance-drama, Bobis traces the cartography of desire in its intimacy with death--

I am the mouth remembering

the coupled heaving of women

and men in another passion

called a war

I am deeply furrowed

by the universal scar.


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General Fields

  • : 9781875559763
  • : June 1998
  • : books

Special Fields

  • : 203
  • : English
  • : Merlinda Bobis