Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Artists at work, UST 2013

Artists at work, UST 2013
Dr Abe V Rotor

Intercollegiate painting competition, University of Santo Tomas, Manila

Hours and hours they labored in their art,
     pouring out their best,
the years behind expressing memories
     putting skill to the test,

they haste for the hour of final judgment,
     without talk, without rest,  
colors in their command, at their fingertips,
     in creating their greatest,

the eyes of critics are theirs themselves,
     artists' eyes are deepest,
they seek the depth of passion, imagination 
     their limit the farthest

bringing down to earth, bringing back to life
     the lost to be caressed,
like a good shepherd heeding a distant cry 
     and braving darkness.

how far apart artists are from humanity 
     as they seek in redress
through competition and evolution of art
     to wake the world to the test.  ~  

High Noon

Dr Abe V Rotor 

Inside a chapel in Metro Manila 

Beyond the maddening crowd,
a niche where the brave is bowed. 

Friday, May 10, 2013

The moon in midday summer

Dr Abe V Rotor
Midday moon in summer, Pansol, Laguna 

In the idleness of day in summer 
the moon sleeps in the blue sky, 
and the eye in the blinding glare
dares not follow the renegade.

But in the shade it watches keen
through the foliage and flowers,
the one eye lovers sought for long 
for heaven to come to earth. 

It's long forgotten, so with dreams,
though seasons may come and go;
how many summers and moons
were lost in the deep blue sky?

Sweet is loafing and life in leisure,
when time has much to spare,
in Helios' command in hot summer.
and by night the precious moon.~