poetry

Nick Deocampo explores queer identity in poetry collection

Filmmaker and historian Nick Deocampo is stepping into deeply personal literary territory with the release of Shards of Desire , a four-volume poetry…

25 May 20262 min read

food for the soul vol. 3

Love is not reciprocal It is unconditional Love is blind to the peripheral It sees only the essential.

8 May 20263 min read

'Falling stars'

From the poetry collection "I've lived 100 times, and I've died 200 times."

2 March 20261 min read

Call for entries for the government’s longest running poetry contest in Filipino

National Artists Virgilio S. Almario, Bienvenido Lumbera and Cirilo Bautista have been Talaang Ginto winners

2 March 20261 min read

Writing poetry with objects and everything in between

She does not write poems with ink or line breaks. Instead, she composes them with wood scraps, pencil stubs, perfume bottles, mirrors and fragments of lived…

16 February 20264 min read

'Love after life'

From the poetry collection "I’ve Lived 100 Lives, and I’ve Died 200 Times."

15 February 20261 min read

'After you'

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…

13 February 20261 min read

'Sussuros de mi corazon'

Full of heartache's song and insipid cries, Thus mine love in forlorn chambers lie. Never daring to rouse and awake within, Accepting of bleak, morose,…

12 February 20261 min read

'Para mi amor'

Of sunsets, kisses, and whispered words, This love unravels its strands and unfurls. Branching out and reaching my heart, Unbearing, unaccepting of worlds…

11 February 20261 min read

'Do you really love them, or just the idea of them?'

Green canopies and orange sunlight, A beacon for Eros' arrows of might, And within the eye of gentle morn, A spark of perfection, cradled and born. Snapshot…

9 February 20261 min read

'Confluence'

Sing to me, A throat that Bleeds. A voice silenced, Either by force Or by virtue of Position.

14 January 20261 min read

'Mosaic'

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.…

9 January 20261 min read

Between beforeafter

A lone sparrow flies through the sky, each outstretched wing a blade. The sky is not cut, but the air slices, ripples, lands on my skin. The flight of that…

7 January 20264 min read