The Waves’ Round Character, According To the Chanting Vagabond
Blessed is the seagrass for its dawdling passage to the shore. Blessed is the shore for waiting to be discovered
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poetry
Finally hearing the birds sing
By Shane Carreon IN the middle of the crowd and all the glazed donuts that Sunday, a poem hit me
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On the Day She Returned
The wind blew a quiet storm breaking off a ripening guava from a branch of an aged tree that can
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Making eagles
(Baguio, House B2012) To Luis Alonzo I. Do you remember, little one The eagles we created With our empty hands
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