The blogger as actor in a drama presentation of the Grim Reaper in elementary grades |
(after reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy)
go to another country where the moon
is a meandering river
the sun a flight of birds in a sky of utmost blue
it is a season when papayas are in bloom
but the tree is a barren woman in the spring
of her life--gone are the stars in her eyes
it's a season of harvest but the farmer is rueing--
his carabao has long crossed the divide.
an old man is walking on the beach
strewn with ashes and dead fish.
it is sunset, but the voices of urchins are muffled
and death is alive in the silence where once
stood the great forest and mansions of rocks.
go to another country where the sun rises
in the west and th moon weeps
at sunrise.
and we? we shall search the ruined cathedrals
comb the mountain city that perished in cries
and flames
and finding none, we shall descend into the canyons
of memories.