Yeow Kai Chai returns to lead Singapore Writers Festival’s 30th edition
Acclaimed writer, poet and curator Yeow Kai Chai is returning as festival director of the Singapore Writers Festival (SWF), taking the helm of its landmark…
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Acclaimed writer, poet and curator Yeow Kai Chai is returning as festival director of the Singapore Writers Festival (SWF), taking the helm of its landmark…
· 2 MIN READ
Acclaimed writer, poet and curator Yeow Kai Chai is returning as festival director of the Singapore Writers Festival (SWF), taking the helm of its landmark…
2 MIN READ
Acclaimed writer, poet and curator Yeow Kai Chai is returning as festival director of the Singapore Writers Festival (SWF), taking the helm of its landmark…
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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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The Philippine Readers and Writers Festival (PRWF) is making its long-awaited return this August, bringing together book lovers for a celebration of…
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There are many kinds of professional writers. Among them are journalists, novelists, scriptwriters and programmers.
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The Writers Bar at Raffles Makati still breathes with the lingering ghosts of a mid-June Sunday, where the keys of a piano dissolved time under the masterly…
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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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From the poetry collection "I’ve Lived 100 Lives, and I’ve Died 200 Times."
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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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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,…
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The day Vida Cruz-Borja’s book arrived at the office, I was at home, unwell both physically and mentally. Confined to my bedroom, I could barely summon the…
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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…
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Sing to me, A throat that Bleeds. A voice silenced, Either by force Or by virtue of Position.
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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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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…
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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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