Certain dimensions are altered
by chance height or
deliberate distance.
On this slope at 25 hundred feet
rivers and roads,
hills and houses
Shrink. Even the sea is changed,
becomes a kitchen plate of blue—
so empty, so new.
And this proud breast-mountain
turns into a fulcrum
for the universe—
Brings us to the company of stars:
beyond its graveled
bouldered peak,
We hear the arguments of suns,
the briefs of planets,
judgments of galaxies.
We hear the relevance of men questioned:
our politics and terrors,
our many gods and treasures
into awesome absurdities reduced.
"The View from Mt. Mayon"
by Luis Cabalquinto
The Literary Apprentice 47:2, November 1974, 74.
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