Querida by Angela Manalang-Gloria

The book is gone. I can’t believe I gave away my copy. And when I came back to the only gallery where they sell her book, there’s nothing left. How could I let this happen? Tonight all I did was dig through notebooks and scratch papers and old letters to see where else I have copied her poems. I might be posting the rest in the coming days.

For now, another work discussed during my creative writing elective class in senior year. I could still remember my teacher encouraging me to use this as a basis for my own poem:

Querida
Angela Manalang-Gloria

The door is closed, the curtains drawn within
One room, a brilliant question mark of light…
Outside her gate an empty limousine
Waits in the brimming emptiness of night.

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