I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around — all sad people write. – Lang Leav Five years ago today, my friends and I met Lang Leav, whose compilation of love poems, Love and Misadventure, attracted massive attention and positive reception despite being launched just the previous year.… Continue reading The Love Poet
We have been running in circles, cycles Singing hallelujah every day, today Passing by soapbox preachers, hearers Behind a montage of optimistic dreams But no one gets away unscathed, saved With a dormant spirit and ephemeral zeal For when all is gone, we smile a wistful smile And come back to our erstwhile self, sins… Continue reading Full Circle
A quest I hereby embark Towards a path once dark Questions I have to lay down Once and for all, all the way around For sometimes we cease to exist Finding something is amiss: Is life a harlequin tapestry Of meadows, green and dandeliony Buckets of sun dried marigold Ferris wheels of new and old… Continue reading Lost in Transition
Ano ba ang tula? ‘Yan ang aking tanong, kay Balmaceda: kulay rosas na sakong. Si Santiago nama’y mas gusto pa’ng kangkong, kung pumpon lamang ng salita sa saknong.