Category POEM

“One cannot write unless one has known satiety, debauchery, and the intimacy of desire, and can remember them “in moments of tranquility.”

— Luis G. Dato, Philippines Herald Mid-week Magazine in April 6, 1932

PARTING by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato Upon a path we lingered When skies were overcast, She knew not I was doubting If love had come at last. In her I felt arising The pity Christ thought ofTo me naught else did matter…

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MY MUSES by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato I think sometimes of flowers once perfuming, The scarlet alleys of my yester-years, And then again, an aureate form assuming, Their memory brings a memory of tears. Here once beneath dark-green acacia branches, How gilded golden…

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