HomeLIKHAvol. 15 no. 2 (1995)


Myra Muriel De Leon–Go

Discipline: Literature



Whenever there' s a fine mist shrouding these mountains, their immensity veiled by the fog, I am certain that the patchwork of fields near the river where Daniel makes his way home, will disappear too, and I will be all alone. Then as the picture at my window becomes a familiar Chinese brushwork of paler than gray-blue fonns fading into each other, losing lines and edges, I am very still and will not intrude upon the moment, knowing that I am on a threshold, waiting.