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ALBERT B. CASUGA, a Philippine-born writer, lives in Mississauga, Ontario, Canada, where he continues to write poetry, fiction, and criticism after his retirement from teaching and serving as an elected member of his region's school board. He was nominated to the Mississauga Arts Council Literary Awards in 2007. A graduate of the Royal and Pontifical University of St. Thomas (now University of Santo Tomas, Manila. Literature and English, magna cum laude), he taught English and Literature (Criticism, Theory, and Creative Writing) at the Philippines' De La Salle University and San Beda College. He has authored books of poetry, short stories, literary theory and criticism. He has won awards for his works in Canada, the U.S.A., and the Philippines. His latest work, A Theory of Echoes and Other Poems was published February 2009 by the University of Santo Tomas Publishing House. His fiction and poetry were published by online literary journals Asia Writes and Coastal Poems recently. He was a Fellow at the 1972 Silliman University Writers Workshop, Philippines. As a journalist, he worked with the United Press International and wrote an art column for the defunct Philippines Herald.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

OLD TUNES, OLD SELVES






OLD TUNES, OLD SELVES
Add to those old songs that they would sing
when carousing and laughter were still good:
“Historia de un Amor. And there was “Stardust.”
Are the beats of these melodies the measure
of our lives? When we count them, do we mark
time when we are moving and yet also still?
In other rooms, other voices, other selves,
even a moment can be a lifetime;  a lifetime
moves in intensities only old hearts follow.
We are most ourselves when we are not,
or are there when we no longer occupy space.
Of what use then are these phantom measures?
Like life measured in teaspoons, is love most
real when counted in so many ways? Songs sung
as memento mori linger as life’s true measure.
Remember how the song goes? “…the melody
haunts my reverie, and I am once again with you.”
Old tunes, old songs, are really only our old selves.
—Albert B. Casuga
05-13-11

Poem Prompt:  "Measures" by Luisa A. Igloria, posted 05-12-11 in Via Negativa http://www.vianegativa.us/2011/05/measures/


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