MEETING IN MAY
By Luis G. Dato O! lovely girl, in our first meeting I still can see your smile of greeting, And the gardenia on your heart, You gave me when we had to part. Long since we should have met before,…
Luis G. Dato
Filipino Poet, Writer and Educator
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RAIN ALL DAY
By Luis G. Dato All day it has rained and the wind Soughed through the leaves, A soul of old autumns and days long dead. All day desire in the rain is a cold remembrance Of old autumns dark with…
REPLY TO ROSSETTI
By Luis G. Dato When you are dead, my dearest, Would you know the songs we sing, What cypress-tree above your head, What roses for you bring? For though green grass enshroud you With showers and dew drops wet, Always…
ON READING T.S. ELIOT
By Luis G. Dato We have been reading T.S. Eliot, And, much we fear, a blooming idiot Breathes on our neck or reads o’ er his, His point, if he has one, we miss; If he has one, we cannot…
COMMENT ON THE COVER
By Luis G. Dato Charito here shows quite too much of thighs (Though there are those who think she shows still little), The dispute, pro and con’s not worth the spittle, Her pose as is draws much too many ayes…
TO A YOUNG POETESS
By Luis G. Dato Like eagles striving for the mighty sweep Of sky blue-vaulted o’er the mirroring wave, In awesome first rehearsals your dreams leap Beyond the perilous peaks with young wings brave. Flutter your wines upon the desolate cliff,…
ON SCHUBERT’S SERENADE
By Luis G. Dato In days of old, one moonlight night, When young was life and earth and art, A lover asked his friend to write A song to win a fair one’s heart. The outcome the world knows so…
MOTHER
By Luis G. Dato When evenings cast pale shadows o’er the earth, And silence, like a vast mysterious ghost, Stifles the land and sea from hill to coast, And buries all the tropic suns gave birth; When by myself I…
Sonnet to Janina
By Luis G. Dato Janina, I’ve forgotten, What was it You wrote addendum on your X’mas Card? This business growing old is rather hard On memory and mind, on nerve, on wit, No walk-away from grandpa to stay fit And…
THE LYRE (Translated from Jose Rizal)
by Luis G. Dato You bid me strike the lyre Long time since still and broken, When now it lies unspoken And Muses none inspire. The tuneless strings suspire For some forgotten strain, Their laughter I but feign, And feigned…
INVOCATION (Translated from Jose Rizal)
by Luis G. Dato Hold high your pensive brow, This day, O youth, and stand, Shine radiant now Your valor grand Hope of the Motherland. Awake, O genius, rise To youth your song outpour Which, bird-like, flies But swiftier more…
MARIA CLARA SONG
by Luis G. Dato Sweet are the hours in one’s own native land, Where all are friends who live beneath her skies, Life bring the winds that roam upon her strand, Death is a joy, and life a Paradise. Warm…
