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Alma Anonas-Carpio

CIRILO F. BAUTISTA: A Glimpse (An homage to a National Artist for Literature, 2014) by Radney Ranario

What to make of him, I do not know really. Maybe, he is all that I do not think and none that I do....

Remembering Cirilo by Krip Yuson

I can’t recall exactly when and where I first met Cirilo, but it must have been in the late 1970s, likely at a Palanca...

Reaction to the Festschrift ‘Cirilo F. Bautisa: A Lyric Sense of History’ by Marne Kilates

Delivered at De La Salle University, 20 March 2006 I have to give thanks to Dr. Marjorie Evasco, Marj to us who consider ourselves her...

Splendor in the grass: The Poet as Fire by Joel Pablo Salud

  My first sweet whiff of poet Cirilo F. Bautista’s works hardly included his poetry. It was his prose, penned in the weekly Panorama that...

TRIBUTE: Cirilo F. Bautista, 76, National Artist for Literature

Poet, fictionist, essayist and National Artist for Literature Cirilo F. Bautista has passed away after a long battle with muscular dystrophy. Cirilo was 76,...

Ports of Call by Edgardo B. Maranan

Pacific Northwest   Those who named the rivers—they live in the heart of kin, or what remains of nations calling these forests home   We motor...

Edgardo B. Maranan, poet, storyteller by Alma Anonas-Carpio

He won the most number of Palanca Awards—35—and was elevated to the awards’ Hall of Fame in 2000. Some 15 of his 35 Palanca...

The World Needs Poets by Joel Pablo Salud

On the morning of May 6, 2018, after a riveting night at Wordello 2.0 at Casa Real in Taguig, I woke up to a...

You better work by Marie Yuvienco

An uncanny feeling of déjà vu pervades Executive Order No. 51 signed by Rodrigo Duterte this past Labor Day.  It says nothing new, its...

Are we on the right track for the future?

It was a much anticipated gathering. Close to 700 delegates converged in Manila to hear some of the world’s leading lights share their thoughts...

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GUERILLA DOWNPOUR

There is no warning— the sky, a sudden insurgent, opens with                     guerrilla downpour. Torrential rain, an unrelenting witness, assaults the fragile spines of trees and the quiet bones of houses. Water spills, not as mercy, but as a force that shatters the brittle calm we cling to. In the heart's small orchard, the fruit sags                beneath shadowed weight, and...

Salt Prayer

"There must be something strangely sacred about salt.It is in our tears and in the sea."from SAND AND FOAM (1926) by Khalil Gibran Matthew 5:13— "You are the salt of the earth. But ifthe salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made saltyagain? It is no longer...

Something more

BY THIS TIME next year, Teresita could be elsewhere, unmindful of the biting cold. She could see herself walking along a cobblestone path strewn with scattered leaves from maple trees that lined the streets. It would be October, and the foliage would be nothing short of magnificent....