January 2012
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“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred...”
– From The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry; in the translation by Katherine Woods. (x)
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“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the...”
– From The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.
(via high-delirium)
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Blood donors urgently needed!
Hello, everyone. My boyfriend’s mother will be undergoing gallbladder removal surgery tomorrow at 9:30 AM. We need one unit of B-Positive blood over at Chinese General Hospital, by 9 in the morning.
Donors must be healthy, weighing at least 110 lbs., no current sickness, not taking any antibiotics, no alcohol intake in the 24 hours preceding the blood donation. If you are able (or know...
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Today. Today I woke up to discover that two of my wisdom teeth had decided, overnight, to resume their emergence. I gave questionable advice to a boy who has resolved himself in love. I read Alice Munro, I drank some coffee. I whittled down a story to its barest bones. I called a man I had not seen in two weeks. I ran to a haunt to meet a friend; we talked about earnestness and the new children...
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December 2011
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I loved Robert Louis Stevenson’s An Apology for Idlers, but if I am allowed to march to my grave loathing a passage, it will be this one:
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a mighty bloodless substitute for life. It seems a pity to sit, like the Lady of Shallott, peering into a mirror, with your back turned on all the bustle and glamour of reality.
Look at me, full of stabby...
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Paalam (Salin ng Huling Tula ni Rizal)
kaelco:
Paalam, mutyang Bayang iniirog ng araw, Perlas ng Silangang Dagat, naglahong paraiso. Sa iyo na itong buhay kong puno ng lumbay, Na kahit ba naging mas maningning, o mas sariwa, Sa iyo ko pa rin iaalay. Sa gitna ng digmaan, sa init ng labanan, Walang alinlangang mamamatay para sa iyo. Sa lilim man ng punong matatag, sa piling ng laurel o lirio, Sa bitayan man o sa parang,...
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November 2011
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October 2011
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"The Gospel According to the Blind Man," by Marie...
fuckyeahfilipinopoets:
“The Gospel According to the Blind Man,” by Marie La Viña
“I see people looking like trees and walking,” said the blind man, after Jesus touched him the first time. What he said baffled even the human god. “They are walking around with arms outstretched,” he said. “Their palms brush the sky. The stars slip through their long fingers. The moonlight spills into...
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magscostello replied to your photo: How I’m going to spend this sleepless night.
can i borrow this book when you’re done, please? i’ll return everything you’ve lent me, i swear. thanks, ikaw ang ms.universe ng buhay ko. pramis.
Um. “ikaw ang ms.universe ng buhay ko. pramis.” — Makakatanggi pa ba ko?
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"Geography Lesson," Conchitina Cruz
fuckyeahfilipinopoets:
“Geography Lesson,” by Conchitina Cruz.
Inside the story is a garden with a pear tree, the view of a house with a staircase and mahogany desks. Inside the house is a woman with her back against the windows, her body bent over her child inside a crib, her body leaning against a table as she fixes the fruit in a bowl. From the back of the room, somebody...