Monday, November 20, 2006

The Reader

Few months ago, I borrowed 'The Reader' by Bernhard Schlink from the University Library but I was not able to finish reading it for some very personal reasons...yesterday, i stumbled into the book again...and I can't resist reading's hunting me with its eternal thoughts like:

"Sometimes the memory of happiness cannot stay true because it ended unhappily. Because happiness is only real when it lasts forever? Because things always end painfully if they contained pain, conscious or unconscious, all along?"

and there's more...

"From behind, she wrapped me in the towel from head to foot and rubbed me dry. Then she let the towel fall to the floor. I didn't dare move. I could feel her breast against my back and her stomach against my behind. She was naked too. She put her hands around me, one hand on my chest and other on my erection."

Sunday, November 19, 2006

C-list Blogger!

With 11 links for the past 6 months, i'm now a C-list blogger.C-List Blogger

The Middle Authority Group (10-99 blogs linking in the last 6 months)
This contrasts somewhat with the second group, which enjoys an average age not much older than the first at 260 days and which posts 50% more frequently than the first. There is a clear correlation between posting volume and Technorati authority ranking.

Find out what kind of blogger are you...

'stoke the embers of your passion'

The person who introduced Philippine poetry to me now blogs on the mission of his passion--poetry.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Painting Words

Moon Painted on Glass

Windows of filigree, framed
with intricately shaped galvanized
iron; ornamented with fleur de lis,
symbol for power and loyalty,
and curtains embroidered with
roses, of birthing and womanhood,
all loping in motions of fidelity.

The tempest moved on all directions
making waves that sent ripples
to the dwellers and spreading
the windows that emancipated
the phantom of the old dresser.

Pinned on a thick black blanket,
the docile moon posed for the
invisible painter to complete
the image stained on glass window.
And after his final stroke,
you closed the window
caressing the clear, cold glass.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

On Being Queer...

The most pathetic question a person asked me: Are you gay? Nothing could be worst. I'm not gay; I'm just efeminate! Who in Silliman would think that I'm not gay?

If there is one person in the university who is sooo proud to be gay (aside from claudio), I think that would be me...

In Sir Ian's latest post, he mentioned something about ULAP, which I personally think is the main reason why I organized that event. And here it goes...

"That being gay and lesbian in our country has since then been dragged through the mud of prejudice in the ensuing years -- through the Spanish colonial period and the American colonial period -- is unforgivable, and poetry readings such as what we had and the like are instruments one can use to fight a tyranny of prejudice that do not belong to any person who thinks himself educated and enlightened...

According to Garcia, one should give these men a reprieve from the silence. Thus we celebrate "difference" now by holding poetry readings such as the one my students had in Silliman.


We should have more.Haha!