By Luis G. Dato

I hate you, ocean, and tonight,
As waters rave upon your strand,
There glowers in my eyes, a light,
A hate you cannot understand.

I loved you once, might love again
Your sobbing, sinuous guitars,
Adore once more your curling main
Of bannerrets turned upon the stars.

I made a cushion of your breast,
Where shimmered myriad clasped wings,
And crooned my anguish into rest,
An evening with your murmurings.

But I, I hate you so tonight
With hate you cannot understand,
I wish I were titanic might,
And scooped your waters with my hand.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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