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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
Story
By Alfred A. Yuson
the story of civilization
is a wonderful thing.
it is hospitable. invites
you to its cozy kitchen,
serves green vegetables.
dessert is to your liking
in its home of skulls, roses,
cave walls glowing with
copied forms—of animals,
copulation, divinity.
there is a fireplace
and soft music that
turns loud sometimes.
but there is also sex,
when nothing else matters.
the radio becomes visible
to everyone with a thumbs-up.
howsoever snakes slither
or friends blog in laptops,
guns blow off, also bombs.
people win, people lose.
some pray, or measure sunsets.
comfort zones expand
but so does the stretch
between roof and ground.
when storms pass through
we are all and the same
in the malls and parking lots.
and soon we’ll fly, by ourselves,
to escape floods, beasts, love.
Montage Vol. 11 • September 2008
Montage 2008 - Cover
Montage 2008 - Back Cover

