Sa Bay-bay

Uncategorized by | January 27, 2025

Sa baybay diin lisud kitaon

ang pangandoy, ikaw
midunggo uban sa mga isdang
nadakpan, lab-as, gaginhawa pa.

Sa baybay diin lisud kitaon
ang kahayag, ikaw
mihunat og kusog, galaom nga ugma
ang halin sa kuha, makapalipay sa mga bata.

Sa maong baybay diin lisud kitaon
ang kaluoy, ikaw
gikuhaon sa katungod nga makita
pa’g usab, magakos og huot
ang mga nga rason saimong pagpaningkamot.

Sa baybay diin lisud na
tuohan pa ang kaayo sa tao,
sama sa isdang nasikop sa pukot, ihunghong ko na lamang ang kasakit sa mga balud.

 

In memory of my brother-in-law Joel.

May justice be served.

Pepito..

Illustration by Noy Narciso

 

 

I, the writer

Poetry, Uncategorized by | January 27, 2025

A Solitary Walk

At night, I find my peace alone,

In quiet streets, I make my way,

The world’s loud clamor fades to a tone,

And worries float away like clouds of gray.

 

Each step I take, I feel the release,

The moonlight guides me, calm and bright.

In solitude, I find my unadulterated ease,

Tomorrow calls me back to night—

to breathe again.

 

I, the Writer

I am a writer.

Yesterday, I wrote about yesterday;

Today, I am writing about today;

Tomorrow, I will write about tomorrow,

Only to realize that writing

has healed,

heals,

and

will heal

me in every way.

 

 

 

Jhon Steven C. Espenido is a fresh graduate of Bachelor of Arts in English Language from Surigao del Norte State University with a latin honor of cum laude. He hails from Surigao City and writes poems as well as opinion essays. Some of his works have been published in national newspapers and community newspapers in Mindanao.

 

Ang Atong Ulahing Pakighinabi

Uncategorized by | January 6, 2025

Ang Atong Ulahing Pakighinabi

 

Mahinumduman nako ang ulahing higayon nga kitang duha nagkaistorya

Miingon ka nga limpyo kaayo ang mga bungbong sa among panimalay

Ug misulog-sulog ka nga mapuno na kini og mga buling puhon

Misulti ka nga hapinan og panapton ang mga mahait nga mga kilid sa lamesa ug aparador

Kay paspas managko ang mga bata ug basin mapakong

Mihangyo ka nga dili paraton ang mga sud-an

Ug magluto gyud ko kanunay og law-oy

Pagkahibalo nako sa panghitabo duha ka adlaw bag-o mag-Pasko

Dili na nimo makita unsa na kahugaw ang among mga bungbong

O kon unsa na katangkad ang mga bata

Abanse, among pinalanggang Nora

Akong kunsuylo kay nagalupad ka na kauban ang mga Anghel

 

Our Last Conversation

 

I remember the last time we had the chance to talk

You complimented me on how clean the walls of our house were

And joked that they won’t stay that way for long

You told me to keep the sharp edges of the cabinets and tables covered

Since the kids are already getting taller

You asked me not to put a lot of salt on the viands

And always cook vegetables

When I received the call just two days before Christmas

I knew you would never see how the walls would become dirty

Or how tall the children are going to be

Move forward, our dearest Nora

My only consolation is the fact that you’re already flying with Angels

 

Paolo M. Sandalo is an avid fan of music, comics, and video games. He has Taps, Mochi, and Sushi as his inspirations to wake up each day.

English Translation: paolo Sandalo

Illustration : Noy Narciso