Heights Ateneo — The Official Literary and Artistic Publication and Organization of the Ateneo de Manila University

Mutable Fragment

Sean Carballo

Battlegrounds within us

where we Bones of the Dead

fight to come alive.

- Tomas Tranströmer

Whet a stone to kiss

not for what springs

beyond the millennium tree

but for me, kiss it for

when language is

a loneliness

that trills

if only for its own sake.

What, to witness the

bearing, those indigo horses,

that bear in me, the

scales of Babel.

This claw of mineral makes a

historian out of everyone.

Historian of what wreckage? I asked myself.

What was it of this century,

the orifice, the horses,

the failure, the undone spirit,

that was the happening?

You could do this thing for a living,

I thought while going over the material

for this poem.

I couldn’t stop holding you

like a thing of the future.

I said, Can’t you make it slow down though

the stone in my garden remained unturned.

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Heights Vol. 68 No. 1