POEMS BY DENNIS ANDREW S. AGUINALDO

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Little Histories

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At the end of time,
God spoke with Solomon.

“What’s the best thing in
life? Wisdom, or youth?”

“Youth,” said the king.

“Wise answer,” said God, clasping
the lock of the toy box.

Solomon said, “I would have given
that same word were I still young.”

“Back then, the word would’ve been

a foolish thing to say.”
“And do I not belong inside?”
Solomon asked,
pointing at the cosmos-in-the-box.

“You do.”
God handed him the box,
wiped His hands, and left

the grey king forever
in the black without a key.

* * *
 
2013

Beyond the jagged line of the year
is you and me abandoned to

Laughing about it;
the backhoes are having their say

As we speak, the jackhammers,
men with kerchiefs for mouths.

Good as new. Able to
withstand. The future / our duty.

What for?
Was it not the taller question

Back in the day? And might yet grow,
your hand in mine, your other

Elbow tucked in the corner of the window sill,

Behind us the children, the
judgment of their faces asleep.

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