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| Happy Birthday Jara Caballo Manalo |
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| A tribute to reading advocate and writer icon Gemma Minda Laxina Iso |
Literary Artist ,Baisanon & Tanjayanon Writer, Literature Professor, Poet, Author ,Art Collector,Postal Stamp Collectors
In the realm of passion, two souls entwine,
A tale of love and lust, a story divine.
The older, a seasoned lover, wise and bold,
His touch, a dance of experience, stories untold.
The younger, a delicate plant in bloom,
A heart brimming with curiosity, a soul to consume.
With fragile wings, he embarks on this new journey,
A first-time bang buddy, a moment he'll cherish, a memory.
Together, they explore the depths of desire,
A symphony of whispers, a fire ignites higher.
The older, a guide, a mentor, a friend,
A bond forged in the heat of passion's end.
The younger, a great thinker, a dreamer, a star,
In the order’s arms, he finds his own spark.
Two hearts beating as one, a connection so pure,
A moment of innocence, a love that endures.
As the sunset fades, their bodies entwined,
A newfound respect, a love that's combined.
For in this dance of love, they've found their place,
A connection that transcends time and space.
And so, the tale of two buddy unfolds,
A story of passion, of hearts that are sold.
In this moment of truth, they've found their bliss,
A connection that'll forever exist.
One word to title this tale of two,
A journey of love, of passion, and anew.
A rhythm that dances, a love so complete.
Sir Penn Tulabing Larena
Mar. 30,2024 5pm
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| Photo by JV Lam |
Escaño Beach : A Memory to Hold
Escaño Beach, a memory I hold dear,
The sand was so fine and the waters so
clear,
The sky above, so blue and bright,
The sun shone down a glorious sight.
The waves crashed onto the shore,
The sound is so soothing,
I can't ignore it,
The sea breeze blowing through my
hair,
As I walk along the beach, without care.
The Talisay trees sway in the wind,
A tranquil scene,
I won't rescind,
The memories of that day still remain,
A moment of peace, free from any pain.
The laughter and joy shared with
friends,
The time we spent, never ends,
Escaño Beach, a memory so sweet,
A place I long to return to and meet.
The memories of that day still bring
me bliss,
A moment of serenity I'll always miss, Escaño
Beach,
a place that stole my heart,
A memory that will never depart.
Mr. Penn Tulabing Larena
Baisanon Poet Penn Tulabing Larena some of his works were influenced by family, relatives and friends. Some of his works include Everlasting love in 2001,Escaño Beach : A Memory to Hold 2011, Hacienda in 2013, Hometown 2015,Rizal 2016, The space between us in 2018 ,Spanish Bread of Jose Rafael 2018 Pretty Girl 2018.,Lockdown 2021 and Stranger of the midnight summer 2022.,The Dark Knight in Sept 2022,
Larena is regular travel, historical and lifestyle writer of Negros now daily and Negros Weekly and New York based The Negros Times.
A Poet of St. Paul University Dumaguete and a graduate of Silliman University
He is a nephew of Literary icons in the Philippines like Fr. Rudy Villanueva aka in literature Renato Madrid, Dr. Elsa Martinez – Coscolluela,Atty .David C. Martinez, Lilius Pinili,Dr. Tichie Saycon E. Baena ,Atty Arturo Valencia Umbac, Simon Anton Niño Diego Galera Baena and his mother Leonaga Tulabing Larena .
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| Escaño Beach Piapi Dumaguete City |
I know you made the growth, lord, from
which we weave these sheets
to make our beds, and the petalry which we
crush and let alone to bleed, to trap
perfume, yes and the oak and shore
and most good things, and even perhaps
our meeting there last monday in the
wind, and the dirty book i caught her
with. did you make the cats she owns?
one of them bites, you know, and i
felt like kicking it and I really did
while she was out riding one of your
horses. and i know you made her, made
her with her dewy eyes and clasp and
hair, made her as you wove satin and
the shade. god, you are the greatest.
had you added one last stroke, you
would have had a sly and savage peer.
Sands & Coral 1966
David C. Martinez 1967 Co-editor David C. Martinez was born in Dumaguete City and earned his undergraduate degree from Foundation University.Teaching English ,Literature and Social Sciences in his alma Mater St. Paul University Dumaguete City. Soon after, he entered Silliman University law school, where he distinguished himself as a debater winning gold medals at national collegiate debate competitions. He also wrote poems, essays and short stories which were published in the Philippine Free Press and Weekly Graphic between 1964 to 1971. As a vocal political activist during the early years of Martial Law, he was briefly detained by the military and eventually resettled by the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees in California USA, where his family has resided since 1974. He edited the Asian American News in Los Angeles in 1979. Martinez was a double winner in the 1997 Carlos Palanca Award for Literature (English Division) with his “The Amulet” garnering First Prize in the Short Story Category and “Shadow on the Sun” garnering Second Prize in the Poetry Category. His book A Country of Our Own: Partitioning the Philippines was published in 2002 by Daykeeper Press and in 2004 by Bisaya Books.
By : Gerard Jude C. Bumanglag ,MD Jan 2021
If a warrior were gifted a magical pen
To change this world's chaotic arena
Would one write down "Zen" Or invoke the Goddess Athena
To battle - regardless of where or when –
As cries extinguish the flame from a broken glass vitrine.
When visions alternately brighten or dampen,
Would weapons shine or get patina,
As raging emotions either fade or deepen?
No reckoning as to how eruptive or serene a Warrior whose name is Penn
If one chooses to be as gentle as a puppy over a Hyena,
Would this valiant being miss the chase out there in the open,
Even though the prey is a gazelle ever graceful as a Ballerina?
Tanjayanon Dr. Gerard Jude C. Bumanglag ,MD.He grow up in Tanjay City Negros Oriental . He is an Art Collector, Poet, Philatelist,Civic leader,Past President of Tanjay Rotary Club,Chapter Commander of Knights of Rizal Tanjay Chapter and Heritage & Cultural Advocate
To the world, a gentle face, A portrait sweet, of quiet grace. The neighbors saw an innocent heart, Unaware of the shadow prepared to star...