
The House of Zapote Street
Dr. Leonardo Quitangon, a soft-spoken, mild-mannered, cool-tempered Caviteno, was still fancy-free at 35 when he returned to Manila, after six years abroad. Then, at the...
Dr. Leonardo Quitangon, a soft-spoken, mild-mannered, cool-tempered Caviteno, was still fancy-free at 35 when he returned to Manila, after six years abroad. Then, at the...
In the days of King Louis there lived a poor juggler by the name of Barnabas, a native of Compiègne, who wandered from city to...
God said, “I made a man Out of clay – But so bright he, he spun Himself to brightest Day Till he was all shining...
He craves to sit beside the shady buttress Of some ancient tree, Or better still, on some abandoned beach, Or on a ferny hillside sloping...
Pets and lightning may strike them in Manila But pray not here in the restaurant of Go Bani The filthy “pansit” still delights the tongues,...
The cry awoke Balintawak And the echoes answered back… “Freedom”! All the four winds listened long To the shrieking of that song…. “Freedom”! I heard...
When I was four, I lived with my mother and brothers and sisters in a small town on the island of Luzon. Father’s farm had...
He was my uncle because he married my aunt (even if he had not come to her these past ten years), so when the papers...
Matters of big moment at stake, and the struggle of a character in a painful effort to decide which course to follow—these make the essence...
ONCE some guests were gathered in a rich man’s home, and it happened that a serious conversation about life arose. They talked about persons absent...