Roanne Mae SJ. Reyes BSED 3A-ENGLISH
Montage
Ophelia A. Dimalanta
Monday jolts and she bogs down, a ragbag
Splayed off at tangents. Windows
To the outside and flecks of faces
Spring the morning clear to set her
Into her old dimensions. Piece by piece
She puts on eight o’ clock, pillows
And bedcovers in a tumble pat her
In place. The clearest outglass
Of grapefruit juice teetering on a silver
Tray for breakfast-in-bed exigencies
(Both for effect and effectivity)
Is for a fact but fictive in the mind.
Which holds the moment a little longer,
Stalls the stupor of the previous night,
Images of her beautiful in blank spaces,
Wandering truant like in a private region;
Clouds of night jammed in one wicked
Corner of sleep. She hoards them
Like a child and triumphantly pieces
Them into a total singular perspective;
Splayed-off tatters of mornings,
A dark undisciplined of clouds settled
Right into the atmosphere recreating
Her Monday-world, jolted suddenly
Into the teeth of everyday people
And cluttering pans of slapdash.
She exudes it now becomingly
As she glides and putters about
Alternately, spreads it as a haze
Enveloping her form, perfectly
Dissolved in solid tones and chromes.
A jewel durably ensphered in mist,
Old gold etched in ever-emerging shades.
Montage
(Translated in Filipino)
Dumating ang Lunes at siya'y nalusak , isang supot na basahan ang
Nakatabingi ng padaplis. Ang mga bintana
Sa labas at mga batik na mga mukha
Ang pagsibol ng maaliwalas na umaga ang naghahanda sa kanya
Para sa mga dati nyang gawain. Isa-isa
Nyang inilalagay, sa tama nitong mga
Lugar ang mga unan at mga gusot na kumot.
Ang pinakamalinaw na baso
Na may inuming suha na nakalagay sa bandehadong
Pilak para sa umagahang kakainin sa higaan para sa apurang pangangailangan
(Para sa epekto at pagkakabisa)
Ay para sa katotohanan pero hindi totoo sa isip.
Na nagpatigil sa kanya kahit isang saglit,
Huminto...