THE MUSE
By Luis G. Dato Have you met her in the flesh, youth, And did you keep yet your heart? Fairer than the fairest flowers, At her sight must Care depart. For the sprite of spring had sent her, Hands divine…
Luis G. Dato
Filipino Poet, Writer and Educator
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MY MUSES
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…
MY BROWN GODDESS
By Luis G. Dato My goddess brown, so pure and sweet, I kneel a pilgrim at your feet, I love you, dear, strange it may seem That to possess you I should dream. But Mely dear, O bless my life,…
TO YOU UNKNOWN
By Luis G. Dato Being a perfect mystery, How strange that I your gifts should claim, You are, my friend, unknown to me Even to the very name. Yet in the city such things pass - Pure gems are oft…
AND BEING NEAR, WHAT DEARNESS
By Luis G. Dato Having you close at hand, what gladness To feel one straying, scented curl, In your heart’s wine, what intense madness This wish for oneness with the pearl! Your hands, your hands, are soft as roses, They…
BRIDE OF THE FIRST NIGHT
By Luis G. Dato O bride of the first night, Warm with the sun of the first love, Bright with the arrow Of the primal plunge Into the abyss of the first kiss. O bloom and flame of thighs, Conqueror…
THE ROSE OF LAGONOY
By Luis G. Dato Beside the Gulf of Lagonoy Among the hillocks hidden A hamlet greets the rising sun So like a rose from Eden. And heaven is that charmed strand Where woods and waves come blending, Where bide a…
A DREAM OF WOMEN
By Luis G. Dato I dreamed of when when from life exiled, I ranged alone the solitude of thought, Fairy or faun, perverse, of aspect mild, She came unbid, or with much sorrow sought. Under a quiet garden, roofed with…
LAST WORD
By Luis G. Dato Beloved, I regret The world to leave, Since you might quite forget, Nor quite forgive. You still remember (Was this my fate?) Still burns unquenched an ember In you of hate. Beloved, I must leave, Is…
IMPATIENCE
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…
MY LADY FAIR
By Luis G. Dato My lady fair is dressed in white , She turns to day the darkest night. My lady fair is dressed in black, Of Sorrow’s grace she does not lack. My lady fair is dressed in blue,…
SONNETS FROM A DIARY
By Luis G. Dato I The rills in their cascades, the brooks in their courses, Will, seething and whirling, unresistingly flow, Some invisible power they never can know, Bids them stir from their basins and leap from their sources. And…
