
God Said, “I Made a Man”
God said, “I made a man Out of clay – But so bright he, he spun Himself to brightest Day Till he was all shining...
God said, “I made a man Out of clay – But so bright he, he spun Himself to brightest Day Till he was all shining...
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...
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...
These have known the tingling freshness Of the coming forth from God; The sweetness of mother’s breast The ringing sinewiness of growth, The feel of...
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...
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...
Tinang stopped and waited before the Seňora’s gate. The dog’s came to bark at her and her baby cried out loud. Not so long, Tito,...
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...
It was sunrise at Nagrebcan. The fine, bluish mist, low over the tobacco fields, was lifting and thinning moment by moment. A ragged strip of...