October 26, 2010
Backpacking with a Book

Bonbon River: Notes to Self

October 23, 2010
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Nostalgia Is Dead

 
October 23, 2010
Backpacking with a Book

Boracay: A Mountain for a Sand

Winning a trip for two to Boracay is perhaps an elation for others. Well, I am elated—economically speaking. The ticket cost more than P12K, plus a two-night stay in a first-class hotel in Station 1. I inattentively entered the travelogue contest hosted by 88DB, a sister company of JobsDB. They […]
October 22, 2010
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Anatomy of the Room: Windows

October 18, 2010
Backpacking with a Book

CURRENT READS: Llosa and Munro

Currently reading Mario Vargas Llosa’s The Storyteller. Halfway through Munro’s The Progress of Love, which I started first before Sacks’s The Island of Colorblind.  Why did I temporarily stop reading it? Because Munro penetrated the border one created: the wall between what is labeled as personal and what is knowledge. […]
October 15, 2010

Adrienne Rich: Cartographies of Silence

1. A conversation begins with a lie. and each speaker of the so-called common language feels the ice-floe split, the drift apart as if powerless, as if up against a force of nature A poem can begin with a lie. And be torn up. A conversation has other laws recharges […]
October 15, 2010
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Oliver Sacks: The Island of the Colorblind

But the Eden of lost childhood, childhood imagined, became transformed by some legerdemain of the unconscious to an Eden of the remote past, a magical “once,” rendered wholly benign by the omission, the editing out, of all change, all movement. For there was a peculiar static, pictorial quality in these […]
October 9, 2010
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Mario Vargas Llosa and Notes on Latin American Literature

  “The lies in novels are not gratuitous — they fill in the insufficiencies of life. Thus, when life seems full and absolute, and men, out of an all-consuming faith, are resigned to their destinies, novels perform no service at all. Religious cultures produce poetry and theater, not novels. Fiction […]
October 8, 2010
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Remembering | John Lennon

    Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup.—The Beatles, “Across the Universe” His words cross our universe.
October 7, 2010

Townscape: Kanta Padung sa Toledo

Paggawas sa bus sa South Bus Terminal, nahibong nalang ko naa nay nagrap. “Mga ate, kuya, di mi snatcher, kawatan. Limpyo among konsensya, di hugawan. Tinarong ni amo, wa mi nagtinunto. Kami tarong, mga gwapito.” Samting to dat epek.  Naa koy karakter nga sa usa ka rapper nga mosakay sa […]
October 6, 2010
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Poetry: X. J. Kennedy and Kelli Russell Agodon

The Purpose of Time is to Prevent Everything from Happening at Once X. J. Kennedy Suppose your life a folded telescope Durationless, collapsed in just a flash As from your mother’s womb you, bawling, drop Into a nursing home. Suppose you crash Your car, your marriage—toddler laying waste A field […]
October 2, 2010

Musings on Reading, Unreading, Rereading

  Another month just folded, another one is unfolding, and between them are books bought, hoarded, and yet remained unread. One of the recent purchases was Octavio Paz’s On Poets and Others—a collection of personal and critical  essays juxtaposing poets’ lives—the mundane side—as well as their respective writings and styles. […]