F. Sionil Jose Young Writers Award opens 2026 search
The search is on for the next generation of Filipino storytellers as the 2026 F. Sionil Jose Young Writers Award officially opens submissions for outstanding…
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The search is on for the next generation of Filipino storytellers as the 2026 F. Sionil Jose Young Writers Award officially opens submissions for outstanding…
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From the poetry collection "I've lived 100 times, and I've died 200 times."
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Sweet summer’s kiss arrives In flurries of golden hues, Banishing away the cold From simpering icy blues.
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Slivers of morning catch In morning dew. Sleep-encrusted eyes Gaze up adoringly at you. Your hair, a nest where I can Make a home, And your skin, I trace Like…
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Of sunsets, kisses, and whispered words, This love unravels its strands and unfurls. Branching out and reaching my heart, Unbearing, unaccepting of worlds…
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My face is a combination of all the faces of my ancestors. My mother's friend sliced some tomatoes for me when i was a kid, and I've loved tomatoes since then.…
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LAHAT-HALA: Mga tinig ng Pilipino, para sa kapwa Pilipino. Isang creative writing project ng Dyaryo Tirada.
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As I stood before the small iron gate, I thought about the first and last time I spent Christmas and New Year at this house.
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As a child, magic was everywhere I went, especially when I was with my younger sister and our cousin, who lived with us in our early years. We were as thick as…
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Love does not come When a rose blooms, And warmth spreads Across cheeks—watercolour Painted by a caress of the Fingertips.
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Lumunok siya, Hibla ng damit, Unti-unting hinila Mula sa kamisetang Matagal nang Nalalanta, para Tumahimik, kumakalam Na sikmura.
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Clasped hands. Not in prayer. But in the ritual of humiliation. Of being worth something only if you are on your knees, doing anything you can to survive.…
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First published in 1823, "A Visit from St. Nicholas" by Clement Clarke Moore is in the public domain. Daily Tribune republishes the short story in full for its…
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Miss Eleanora moves quietly around the room. "Okay, now plié. Keep your back straight. Watch your turnout. Arms above the head, and straighten," she instructs.
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They sang the praises of the morn, How light shines and crosses the fields, Blanketing it with the golden glow, And wielding the power of hope it yields.
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"Because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand." ― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
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The orphanage was old, far older than the name of the street it stood on. The years had seen countless children within its walls. Some were adopted by loving…
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