Catcalls for Frreddie
Catcalls for Frreddie
By Cesare A.X. Syjuco
Published in: The Manila Times, November 26, 1988
Gargantua, the mime, is dead.
I know only he so loved the stage
that he left his footprint on the catwalk
so all who chanced to see
might wonder at his absence and remember
the robust profile in the light
lit by mooning candles, and in the wings
the sound of one hand clapping
a coined response to words
that Gargantua might have spoken
were there only time, only steps to quicken
the beating of this dancer's heart.
"Death," said Gargantua, "is no triangle."
It is round, like all good flesh is round
and weighted by its bones. Gargantua
the mime, may never dance again.
(KNOCKKNOCK)
Gagambang Goma's Tribute
to A. N. Salanga
9 consecutive Mondays Thru Dec. 26
1. The artist or his representative will present himself at the door of the Penguin Cafe-Gallery in Malate each Monday at noon.
2. He will knock twice, and receiving no answer, will slip a sealed envelope under the door.
3. By arrangement, the message contained inside the envelope will later be posted on the inside of the cafe door, where it will remain on view until the following Monday.
4. The ritual will continue for nine (9) consecutive Mondays.
5. Facsimiles of each week's message will likewise be mailed to 211 Gagambang Goma subscribers worldwide.
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Cesare A.X. Syjuco, “Catcalls for Frreddie” (page 1 of 1), The Manila Times, November 26, 1988
