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Beijing flexes military muscle to send a message
It was all about sending a message when Beijing sent an H-6K bomber to land in one of artificial island bases it built in the South China Sea.
And the message Beijing’s message was: “We’re here to stay. Any attempt to remove us by...
Bangsamoro watch: House joint panels adopt BBL committee report
The campaign to establish a new Bangsamoro region in Mindanao passed a major hurdle in the House of Representatives, the Office of the Presidential Adviser on the Peace Process (OPAPP) reported on May 15.
According to the OPAPP, the House Joint Committees on Local...
Ang lumbay ng Mayo ni Louie Jon A. Sánchez
In Memoriam, Cirilo F. Bautista (1914-2018)
May lumbay ang Mayo na ito—
Naglilimas, unti-unti, ng búhay
Upang igiit yata ang likás
Na panglaw ng mabuhay.
Ano pa ba'ng dapat pang
Matututuhan bukod dito?
Sa malayò, ang tila pagsinghap-
Singhap pa ng mahal na Lola,
Habang hinihintay na tuluyang
Malagot ang hininga—parang di
Mapatid-patid, sa...
Kamakalawa (kay Cirilo F. Bautista) ni Santiago Villafania
1.
kagabi ay hinimayhimay ko
ang bawat taludtud ng aking tula
binaybay ang mga malalalim na kataga
hanggang sa dumugo ang pahina
noon ko lang unang natikman
ang tamis at pait ng salita
na naging ostiya na isinubo
sa alaala ng aking pagkatao
ganito pala ang isang makata
kung hihiga sa kandungan ni...
A still point (For Cirilo F. Bautista, Paalam, Toti) by Albert B. Casuga
Sense and notion meld
where sound is sight,
and stillness is moving.
It completes an oxymoron
for the day: What crack
of thunder and flash
of lightning would slice
this mid-morning sky
when the delicate petal,
small and white, finally
reaches the black, soggy,
and grass-mottled ground?
Closer to some still point,
on mid-day, I gulp...
When a writer dies by Ramil Digal Gulle
when a writer dies
maybe the silence grows
just that bit longer
or darkness fattens
one globule more
as it turns in its
sleep, eyes closed
yet tearing
up in happiness
moist smile lifting
just enough to show
just a crack,
of sharky teeth
i dream of that some
of the time: think
each corpse, mentor
or friend, is...
