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Our guest editor introduces our folio Osipon
Rustom Pujado’s prognostics, signs, and gnosis
Nagugustuhan mo palan an ugali ni Polding, ay ngata naman ta si Don Lope pa an saimong pinanugaan na pakakasalan? |
If it’s Polding’s character that you like, why did you pledge to marry Don Lope?
A writer contends with the legacy of a difficult, much-hated local woman who was also a giant of Philippine letters.
you are only a persimmon stranded
on a rowboat sinking, ocean slipping solemn against your wrinkled skin.
The firewood was dry, and burned clean and smokeless. A soft orange.
Witness your father in this white world, withered, without will.
Selections from Essays from a Cottager’s Sketchbook 雅舍小品
“dodging the bullet” and “google search: do abusers know they are abusive”
Ang babae sa osipon ni Ana T. Calixto |
The woman in Ana T. Calixto’s osipon
Hanggang sa maging desperado, sasayaw at mag-aalay ng itlog kay Sta. Clara sa Obando, magdadasal sa iba pang Santa at Birhen, maglalakad nang paluhod sa simbahan ng Quiapo at Baclaran. | Desperation sets in, and they dance and offer eggs to Santa Clara in Obando, walk on their knees inside the Quiapo and Baclaran shrines.
Lumuwas ika o magraan dagos |
Get out of the ring, or you’ll die in pain
I am America for the boy who mistrusts my accent.
The body of wings breeds a body of wings
Selections from Essays from a Cottager’s Sketchbook 雅舍小品
“dodging the bullet” and “google search: do abusers know they are abusive”
Our guest editor introduces our folio Osipon
Ang babae sa osipon ni Ana T. Calixto |
The woman in Ana T. Calixto’s osipon
Rustom Pujado’s prognostics, signs, and gnosis
Hanggang sa maging desperado, sasayaw at mag-aalay ng itlog kay Sta. Clara sa Obando, magdadasal sa iba pang Santa at Birhen, maglalakad nang paluhod sa simbahan ng Quiapo at Baclaran. | Desperation sets in, and they dance and offer eggs to Santa Clara in Obando, walk on their knees inside the Quiapo and Baclaran shrines.
Nagugustuhan mo palan an ugali ni Polding, ay ngata naman ta si Don Lope pa an saimong pinanugaan na pakakasalan? |
If it’s Polding’s character that you like, why did you pledge to marry Don Lope?
A writer contends with the legacy of a difficult, much-hated local woman who was also a giant of Philippine letters.
Lumuwas ika o magraan dagos |
Get out of the ring, or you’ll die in pain
you are only a persimmon stranded
on a rowboat sinking, ocean slipping solemn against your wrinkled skin.
I am America for the boy who mistrusts my accent.
The firewood was dry, and burned clean and smokeless. A soft orange.
Witness your father in this white world, withered, without will.
The body of wings breeds a body of wings