Pedestrian


This is a charming lot of peace

Right now, that man owns no

pressure, nor sense of urgency

no uncalled-for call for haste.

When one recedes to solitude,

What’s the point of slowing down

but everything?

In these white lines, with all

scooters and trains and

smoke-belchers taken by the afternoon

slumber, pre-rush hour harmony,

All footsteps are for inklings

Of thought.

Solitude is rare on the streets,

much more in highways with

their claimed order of red, green and yellow,

paralyzing the restless, quieting the excited.

At once, now, all we have is peace,

not fleeting order.

An ambulant rephrases the view in his eyes,

redefines space and concrete pavements.

What astonishing joy, to be alone

in the expansive streets – usually agog with turning heads and jostling arms.

No one else but the wide sky,

perhaps smiling at a rare find.

Pedestrian ni Jesa
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4 thoughts on “Pedestrian

  1. i want to see the session road empty… empty after the ruckus in panagbenga. walking at empty street is what we need to slow down the pace of life, the life that we have to chase. I’m thinking of the “life” which is about success, stable job, and contentment.

    1. yes, ayan na si ms. calpito from ahm, gumil ba yun, or something? slowing down the pace, slowing down the pace. just be wary of the temptation to overdo it. wala ng empty session road. at tungkol sa buhay na hinahabol mo, you “have to” chase, ewan. what is the difference between a need and a want, duty and desire? if you really have to, go, but succumb to your desires once in a while. i dont know what im saying

    1. what the fuck. bakit rosalie? i do not have a sense of urgency in life?! perhaps, minsan. tulad ngayon, floating in the night. badly wanting a stability, na parang fuck, fuck, sa pagbalik lang sa academe ko nakikita — sa ngayon. pangqualify, pangfilter ng prejudgments. haha

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