• A Worthy Life


    “[N]ow, weak, short of breath, my once-firm muscles melted away by cancer, I find my thoughts, increasingly, not on the supernatural or spiritual, but on what is meant by living a good and worthwhile life — achieving a sense of peace within oneself. I find my thoughts drifting to the Sabbath, the day of rest, the seventh day of the week, and perhaps the seventh day of one’s life as well, when one can feel that one’s work is done, and one may, in good conscience, rest.”—Oliver Sacks (July 9, 1933-August 30, 2015)
    “That launch made me think and dream again that maybe someday I, too, will write and get published.”—Mae Manalang Sta. Ana on the first book of Chit Roces Santos to the memory of Mae


    you went on a Sunday
    and your passing was announced
    on this space—THE social media

    there was even a request
    for more Sergio Mendes
    to honor you by
    but it’s Carly Simon
    i connect you with:
    “there’s nothing you can do to turn me away”

    you had no more strength from your sick bed
    to punch a text of goodbye
    but like the baroness in Out of Africa
    w’’ve always been better at hell’’s
    and singing our heartaches out
    than indulging the foolishness
    attached to leave-takings

    Maria Anicia Mae,
    at some point you just asked
    for prayers from all who believe
    and all took to prayer,
    including such a one as i,
    no matter how incoherent
    my implorings were:
    that your pain be eased
    that you be consoled
    by the love of family and friends
    by the sound of the gateside bamboo grove
    by the objects of beauty
    spouse had put up on the walls,
    in the nooks of home and garden

    you went on a Sunday
    do guide us through our grief
    the rest of this week
    and into the rememberings
    this September


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    1. A lovely poem for a lovely soul. Mae will be missed. Thank you Mae for blessing our lives with your presence.