Now Is Enough

 

 —Poetry and Photos by
Dennis Andrew S. Aguinaldo, Philippines

 

with legs, stomachs, fingers, eyelids
we cling
holding air

 

 

 

 


go forward
old places break
should we return

 

 

 

stranger helps a stranger
they forget but not you
who is outside this kindness

 

 

 

 



songs grow in number by the minute
not yet, but someday one
with the color of your eyes

 

 

 

 
struck out
a name
weighs down the table

 

 

 

 

find our family reunion
joyful
through a sniper scope

 

 

 

streets take long
teaching most of earth
isn’t home

 

 

 

 

all seven days but
now is Enough
ringing through our ears

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Today’s LittleNip:

Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.

—Isaac Asimov

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Dennis Andrew S. Aguinaldo, our first visitor from the Philippines, works merrily at the Department of Humanities of the University of the Philippines Los Baños. Here, he helped institute courses on young adult narratives and creative nonfiction. His work appears online, in the closing issues of Otoliths and Gnarled Oak, among others. Welcome to the Kitchen, Dennis, and don’t be a stranger! (See also last Monday’s post for two more poems from Dennis.)

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—Medusa

 

 

 

 Dennis Aguinaldo

 

 

 

 

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