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Aida F. Santos

Aida F. Santos won awards in the Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards for Literature, the Cultural Center of the Philippines’ Gawad Gantimpala and The Free Press literary contest. She was a writing Fellow for the UP Creative Writing Center and was an awardee for the BAYI Centennial Awards 2011 for feminism and leadership. She won the UMPIL Gawad Balagtas for Filipino poetry for 2020 and is included in the Cultural Center of the Philippines Encyclopedia of Artists and Writers. Her Mangled Mornings, Collected Poems and Pana-panahon, Tinipong mga Tula were published by Gantala Press in 2019.

nothing has changed only the forms of it

nothing has changed only the forms of it when we wedded the struggle brought us before a mayor who joked, run as fast as you can don’t let the dictator catch you

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Revisiting the animated film ‘Iti Mapukpukaw’ after FDCP’s call for bolder Filipino cinema

At the recent press conference for the 22nd Cinemalaya Philippine Independent Film Festival, Film Development Council of the Philippines (FDCP) Chairman Jose Javier Reyes challenged young filmmakers to "be brave, break rules, and think Filipino."  While the statement looks toward the future of Philippine cinema, award-winning animator and...

Vertiv Asia Partner Summit 2026 highlights partner-led transformation for the AI age

VIA GRAPHIC PLUS — Vertiv (NYSE: VRT), a global provider of critical digital infrastructure, recently convened channel leaders and partners from across Asia at the annual Vertiv Asia Partner Summit. Marking its 10th year, the Asia Partner Summit brought together over 300 channel and distribution partners across the region at...

There Will Be Poems that Escape Our Catching

Grace The many tremors comeunannounced, but we knowthey are coming. The old earthgives way and soft papayasare on the ground. Lemongrassfills the air and everywhere there isa steely edge to the way peoplecall our names. The groundboth fact and faceless,save for the debris, the detritusof our decisions. The...