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Philippine Center of International PEN
The auric gift of the word -
A different kind of muse
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Stimulating your creativity
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Writing in other professions
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A writer’s workplace
Where words pour forth -
A feasting
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Sampung Senryu
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Sijo kay Kim Hak Soon*
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Wakamay
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Babala
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Knowing
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Story
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Dalawampu’t apat
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Disyerto
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Con, Dense
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Tide and Time
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If including the title
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Between choice and choice
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Boracay
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Litanya sa Ilog Pasig
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Stepping on dry leaves
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Under my umbrella
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What places inspired your literary pieces?
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Manila Zoo
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Overture
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Hiroshima
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Misteryo
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Pagbabadya
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Compassion
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Pagyabong
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Freedom of touch
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Talikhalikan
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Dead Stars
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In between
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The Exiles
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Maskara
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Through the keyhole, a mystery
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An unlikely itinerary
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Minds apart
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Tipanan sa hatinggabi
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Mayumi
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Paglaya, isang metapora (a dance libretto)
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Stories served a la carte!
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A ‘cult’ classic
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Mga tula ng bagong henerasyon
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Mga kasinungalingang dapat paniwalaan
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Living the Chinese way
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A taste of Philippine women’s history
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Reflections of a young wife
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Filipino young lives
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Living with the ‘Tachimbos’
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Written rules
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Hospital(e)s
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Idle Tuesday
Reincarnation
By Myla Jasmine U. Bantog

WHEN we created castles on the coast,
we knew it would end up this way:
sea scraping sand, waves washing away
towers, leaving traces of brine.
Even the winds scatter
sand to strange shores,
virgin waters.
But the sea will dry up someday. Perhaps we will
see it once more, ashes built on uneven ground–
pillars reaching up, as if embracing the sky.
Montage Vol. 10 • December 2006
Montage 2008 - Cover
Montage 2008 - Back Cover

