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by Mia on 11:58 pm, September 29, 2007 in potpourri (2) spoke

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by Mia on 12:27 am, September 28, 2007 in writing Enter your password to view comments

Puedo Escribir
Pablo Neruda
Translated into Filipino by Virgilo Almario
Maisusulat ko ang pinakamalungkot na berso ngayong gabi.
Maisusulat ko, halimbawa: “Mabituin ang gabi
at nanginginig, bughaw ang mga tala sa malayo.”
Lumiligid sa langit ang simoy-gabi at umaawit.
Maisusulat ko ang pinakamalungkot na berso ngayong gabi.
Minahal ko siya, at minahal din niya ako paminsan-minsan.
Sa mga gabing ganito, ibinilanggo ko siya sa […]

by Mia on 10:04 pm, September 26, 2007 in echoes (2) spoke

The Sciences Sing a Lullabye
Albert Goldbarth
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go […]

by Mia on 9:38 pm, September 25, 2007 in echoes (4) spoke

Let us put aside all questions of national and personal identity for a while and talk about food. Yesterday I was having lunch at a restaurant when the idea of literature as food came to me. It might have been the cheese or the wine, but for a while I sat dumbfounded by the simplicity […]

by Mia on 11:56 pm, September 24, 2007 in writing (1) spoke

Almost every day, on my way to 129 Square, I come across streetchildren begging. I walk past them as if they’re not there and enter a computer shop filled with young boys whose idea of deprivation is confined to buying a value meal from KFC instead of a pizza at Yellow Cab.
I’ve never told anyone […]

by Mia on 3:34 pm, September 23, 2007 in thoughts (5) spoke

The first night after the bees disappeared she walked outside, nightgowned and barefoot, and found herself among the abandoned hives. She stood motionless in the midst of branches and metal stems rendered alien by the moonlight, waiting for the first few stings. The air was cold and smelled of jasmine and honeysuckle.
The second night, she […]

by Mia on 2:16 pm, September 22, 2007 in writing none spoke

Aphrodite’s Identity Crisis
Tenaya Darlington
Love is Greek to me now.
On earth there are only personals,
couples banking on the internet
sans pheromones or fishnets.
High heels click a mouse-click away.
The fastest zip drive beats
fine lingerie. Control, Alt, Delete,
and you Escape without apology.
Dot Com is the girl du jour
just a button away.
Would that I understood how the hard
drive crashed.
Call me […]

by Mia on 10:22 pm, September 20, 2007 in echoes none spoke

I love it when ideas just come and you’re able to express them before the moment disappears. It’s a little weird if the “moment” arrives just as you’re climbing into bed, but then again I think it’s a good thing I managed to stand up and get art stuff before I closed my eyes.

A watercolor […]

by Mia on 2:03 am, September 19, 2007 in visuals (2) spoke