Poetry by Mark Darryl Caniban | March 22, 2009
Dalha ko sa imong payag
Ipakita sa ako ang mga buak mong kolon
Ang mga kutsara’g lapis nga nagpasad sa abuhan.
Ang bag mong dugta kagabii sa uwan,
Ug ang mga libro mong giilo ni Tatay.
Dalha ko sa imong payag
Ug ipakita ang mga supot nga wa’y sud
Ang mga abo ning sug-angan, una gakayo
Mulupad sa iyang kapuwa
Dayon malumos ngadto sa hangin.
Poetry by Erick Cezar Elipian | March 22, 2009
Kung lulukuban ka,
Ng libu-libong demonyo na dala ay pamuksa,
Huwag kang pasasakop, lumaban ka.
Kahit pa man hawak na nila ang ulo mo’t paa,
Huwag mo sanang ipasaklaw pati ang iyong kaluluwa.
At kung inaakala mong talo ka na,
Mag-isip kang mabuti bago magpasya.
Pagkat kapalit niyon ay ang iyong katapusan.
Baka pagsisihan mo ang iyong kahihinatnan.
Events by Bernard Julian Patiño | March 16, 2009
Nonfiction by Thelma Carballo | March 15, 2009
I cannot recall how our cow was called “Red”. Maybe it was because of his color. Red was really a bull, but I prefer to call him a “cow”. At the time Red was acquired I was still an infant. My vague memory of Red was at three, close to the concluding years of World War II.
There were trees and bushes around the clearing in the forest of Cotabato. The sun was bright and warm. Red was lying down on the grass under the shade of a tree. He had horns (like a Texas longhorn) so he must have been a bull, but I prefer to remember him as a cow. My older sister Norma, was standing on his head, holding on to a tree branch, while she picked fruits. A dog napped near the cow’s belly.
Fiction by Taloy Dumdum | March 15, 2009
Alas nuebe na nang gabi nun. Bigla akong hinila ng magaling kong kaklase dun sa may rebulto na tila sinasamba ng lahat na mga estudyante. Nagtipon-tipon sila, tayo. Imbes na iparada ang mga parol para sa selebrasyon ng kapaskuhan, hayun ang lahat, may dala-dalang plakard. May itim na may puting tinta, at puti na may tintang itim at pula. May nagsasalita sa gitna. Daan-daang mag-aaral ang nandun pero walang mikropono. Tahimik ang lahat. Nakikinig. Nakikiisa. Buo ang atensyong ibinibigay sa sinumang nagsasalita.
Poetry by Rory Ian Bualan | March 15, 2009
Who says my purple umbrella’s cheap?
Well, it may be the Captain,
or that guy who’s got rigid legs,
or the lady who thinks otherwise
as everyone did.
It may be the Operator,
or that little kid who knows math,
or the old man who takes his wife
for an alley cat.
Poetry by Miguel Antonio Lizada | March 15, 2009
You are a bag
of scented
and bleached
habits,
shuttled down
the corridors
of the city
to a different floor
in this condominium
of your choices.
Empty your pockets then
for a currency of new faces
and a handkerchief
to ball up words
ought not to be said.
Events by Dominique Gerald Cimafranca | March 9, 2009
National Commission on Culture and the Arts, Davao Writers Guild, UP Mindanao Dance Ensemble, and the Ateneo de Davao University Humanities Division present: Bukambibig: Salita’t Sayaw, a performance of poetry and dance. Bukambibig features the works of Ricky de Ungria, Tita Lacambra Ayala, Macario Tiu, Aida Rivera Ford, Jhoanna Cruz, and Dom Cimafranca, as performed by the UP Mindanao Dance Ensemble.
The performance takes place on March 13 (Friday), 5:00PM to 7:00PM at the 5th Floor, Finster Hall of Ateneo de Davao University. If you wish to attend the event, please post your name as a comment by Thursday, or visit our Facebook event page.
