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Iniisip-isip na Liham sa Kaibigang Makata sa Panahon ng FB (kay bay noel )

Kaibigan,   Petmalung lodi ka na dapat ngayon, paalala lang Baka kasi nirarayuma na yang akay-akay mong salita Sa taludtod; apdeyt apdeyt din pag may taym.   Wag na wag kang pupuslit ng kakosa, katropa, karantso, Baka walang makaintindi: patok ang paps at repa. Mala-wattpad ang peg ng drama ng saknong   Kung...

Astronomy

We peer furtively at smiles, bent wrists and it smacks of mortality. We imagine—nebulae in the irises of a stranger, like they bear stories waiting for the optimum mass of hydrogen, us counting on fusion. The wish to witness the immortal is a prayer written by the finite. A folly—we are...

POETRY: “Leaves” by Marra PL. Lanot

ARCHIVE — See the leaves turn green / To yellow to orange / To red   rust   brown

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Iniisip-isip na Liham sa Kaibigang Makata sa Panahon ng FB (kay bay noel )

Kaibigan,   Petmalung lodi ka na dapat ngayon, paalala lang Baka kasi nirarayuma na yang akay-akay mong salita Sa taludtod; apdeyt apdeyt din pag may taym.   Wag na wag...

Dancing Mutants (HROcampo, 1965)

Brighter than a thousand suns, / am become Death. Yet, as atoms split, re-configure, they sometimes moderate to re-arrange the glories in the bud, the splendours in the bush. Under a cleansing Heaven, life re-bIooms, charged and changed through a quiet, latent in that self- propelling spirit, there since our isIands’ birth.

Loonpoem

Under the broken streetlamp a Loonpoem struggles to be born In the ruins. Her voice cried As the earth cracked open And Our Lady of Light came Tumbling down. The selfsame...

Born of the Earth

We were all once born of the earth— keeper of her breath, kin to root and river, to feather and fur, to the anito, the diwata, and the taw’t talun, spirits...