The highest hiding place : poems / by L. Lacambra Ypil.
Material type: TextPublication details: Quezon City : Ateneo de Manila University Press, c2009.Description: xi, 79 pages : illustrations 23 cmISBN:- 9789710358380
- PS 9993.Y67 .H537 2009
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Isagani R. Cruz Collection | Aklatang Emilio Aguinaldo-Information Resource Center | PS 9993.Y67 .H537 2009 (Browse shelf(Opens below)) | Not for loan | 3IRC0000007757 | ||
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In The Highest Hiding Place, Ypil takes us to places in the self where words do not exist, where thoughts glimmer and perish before they could threaten one with their fangs and claws, where only things without names thrive in their tenuous luminosity, shades, auras, feelings, moods. Yet doubt not the reality of these secret places, they are an infinite dimension of the world we experience daily, sunlight in the garden, a family picnic, old photographs, the common places we take for granted that yields the poet's poetic world. These hiding places thrive in the spaces between words of a conversation between mother and son, between men and their lovers, between generations, as between son and father, children contemplating their mother-as-child only as tall as lola's hips. / Her hair tied to strings. Her breasts flat / milkless yet. Her womb / full to its rim with possibility." Ypil's poetry invents a language that makes this secret world palpable and alive somehow without disturbing the ineffable quality of these experiences. Reading Ypil is meeting oneself in memory, that of the poet's and one's own, and in that encounter, affirm everything that one had gone through-pain, fear, lust, love, the interminable secrets that are always converging and fading, and converging in every moment of one's ordinary day, and even in one's dreams. And we find our own hiding place."-Merlie Alunan
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