Lost One

O her motion was charming, her figure enchanting,
I recall these too clearly with the thought she is dead,
And her eyes they were wondrous, her lips they were red
As a rose freshly cut in the warm day-wind panting;
And the shape of her body of grace was not wanting
When swiftly through alleys of flowers she fled,
When, returning, the way she light-footedly tread.
Coming laden with flowers, her cold words recanting.
O form that has vanished, all graces combining,
Your departure has opened a space none can fill,
I must live on throughout for your image repining,
For the smile in your face that smile never will.
I must carry my burden in memory reclining,
Despairing of one buried under the hill.

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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