ONLY the very naive or the very cynical would try to predict the future course of Philippine literature. There are only the weekly magazines or the occasional books as signposts to indicate trends, and these signposts do not give very coherent directions.
ONLY the very naive or the very cynical would try to predict the future course of Philippine literature. There are only the weekly magazines or the occasional books as signposts to indicate trends, and these signposts do not give very coherent directions.
BY AMBASSADOR KAZUYA ENDO — This year, exceptional exchanges have so far elevated the 70th anniversary of Philippines-Japan Friendship to greater heights of trust and closeness.
Grounded on a theme of “Weaving the Future Together: Peace, Prosperity, Possibilities,” various deepening engagements continue to give...
One day, toward the end of 1967, National Artist for Literature Bienvenido Lumbera sat down to look critically at the state of Philippine literature and what sorts of styles and literary figures have come to the scene.
Lumbera’s particular interest was with the outputs...
ONLY the very naive or the very cynical would try to predict the future course of Philippine literature. There are only the weekly magazines or the occasional books as signposts to indicate trends, and these signposts do not give very coherent directions.
ONLY the very naive or the very cynical would try to predict the future course of Philippine literature. There are only the weekly magazines or the occasional books as signposts to indicate trends, and these signposts do not give very coherent directions.
The sale of the national oil company to a foreign corporation betrays the national interest, endangers the country’s security, and sticks of graft and...
How did China make the leap from being one of Asia’s poorest nations to becoming a global economic behemoth—all in a little more than six decades?
In 2013, China emerged as the primary engine of global economic growth, officially surpassing the contribution rate of...
While examining the archives of the Biblioteca Nacional de España, I encountered an albumen photograph labelled “Sala de pintura y escultura at the Exposition Universelle of 1889 in Paris.”
The image is attributed to Juan Laurent—one of the most important photographers working in late 19th-century Spain.
Laurent created a visual record of Spain’s cultural life at a moment when photography was becoming central to the circulation of art. His photograph shows the Spoliarium installed in the hall alongside a sculpture titled “Ismael en el desierto (Ismael in the Desert).” The library label is incorrect.
Comparison with published sources confirms that the image depicts the Sala of the Crystal Palace during the Exposición General...
While examining the archives of the Biblioteca Nacional de España, I encountered an albumen photograph labelled “Sala de pintura y escultura at the Exposition Universelle of 1889 in Paris.”
The image is attributed to Juan Laurent—one of the most important photographers working in late...
BY HIS own admission, the young Orlando “Orly” Mercado was “a dyed-in-the-wool, left-wing activist,” having organized his first labor union shortly after beginning his...
Angelic, with a hint of sadness and uncertainty framing an otherwise cherubic, smiling face, the boy is small, thin, amiable, and sprightly.
When asked what he wanted to be when he grows up, he quickly answered: “Gusto ko po maging duktor (I want to...
The celebration of the Philippines’ arts and culture is a celebration for all, regardless of one’s proclivities, so long as it stands to illuminate the citizen—and the nation—for good.
What does a beauty queen of mixed heritage have anything to do with Philippine arts and culture?
Back in December 2016—two years before she was crowned Miss Universe—then-22-year-old Catriona Gray was asked by Miss World 2015 Mireia Lalaguna: Which qualities do you think it will take for you to wear my crown?
After a quick, nervous breath, the Filipino-Australian maven answered: “To be a Miss World is to carry a burning torch.”
“It is like action carried out by one to illuminate the lives of...
Directed by veteran musical theater artist Sweet Samaniego Buchanan, the production reimagines the timeless story of a wooden puppet whose greatest wish is to...
Instituto Cervantes de Manila, together with the Embassy of Spain and AECID, invites the public to a special panel discussion titled “Traducciones de ida...
BUNIA, Congo (AP) — Health workers at an Ebola treatment center in eastern Congo went on strike on Saturday, demanding their pay. The walkout disrupted care...
VIA ASSOCIATED PRESS — Infants, toddlers and young children need outdoor activity to build strong bodies and minds, but they also require extra care...
The National Commission for Culture and the Arts (NCCA) once again leads the nationwide observance of Linggo ng Musikang Pilipino (LMP) this July, presenting...
PGLW is a two-day event where aspiring young writers from all over the country partake in a writing workshop under the guidance of a seasoned writer
The idea was simple: make possible the first-ever onsite writing workshop in the history of the Philippines Graphic.
Granted...
Before the third episode of the Philippines Graphic Literary Workshop (PGLW) concluded on April 18, we knew that we had one more thing that we can offer our bright young fellows: a starting platform for their creative endeavors. Here, we present one of their final outputs from the workshop. We also asked them to provide an artwork that they think best represents their stories. Read on.
That morning, Lenn woke up at the sound of her roommates leaving their room. By the time she climbed down from the...
Before the third episode of the Philippines Graphic Literary Workshop (PGLW) concluded on April 18, we knew that we had one more thing that we can offer our bright young fellows: a starting platform for their creative endeavors. Here, we present one of their final outputs from the workshop. We also asked them to provide an artwork that they think best represents their stories. Read on.
Lanie’s Tapsihan has been getting complaints recently. That they are not actually open 24 hours like what the sign says. Gabriel knows...
Before the third episode of the Philippines Graphic Literary Workshop (PGLW) concluded on April 18, we knew that we had one more thing that we can offer our bright young fellows: a starting platform for their creative endeavors. Here, we present one of...
The human body betrays language in explicating unusual faculties. Our bodies are biologically designed to “tell” us if something is wrong— but not through words. It pinpoints a specific part and uses the dialects of pain, as if to say, “Right here, be...
Possessing one of the oldest civilizations in the world, China’s 5,000-year-old history is a tapestry of transformation—from an ancient, agrarian society (8,000 to 10,000 years ago) to becoming the world’s low-cost, manufacturing nexus (mid-20th century), all the way to attaining global, high-tech, superpower status (21st century), driven by rapid urbanization and technological adoption
Drawing on China’s 15th five-year plan, this article explores six key areas critical to China’s modernization efforts: Digital Economy, Artificial Intelligence (AI), Waste of Energy, Social Governance, Anti-Corruption, and International Poverty Reduction.—Ed.
Digital Economy
The Age of...
BY HIS own admission, the young Orlando “Orly” Mercado was “a dyed-in-the-wool, left-wing activist,” having organized his first labor union shortly after beginning his broadcast journalism career.
Born on April 26, 1946, he was only 20 years old when he started a union at the RepublicBroadcasting System, the precursor of GMA 7. The union he established subsequently declared a strike.
“The network is very important in my life, largely because of the fact that I startedbroadcasting there. But it was not GMA then—it was Republic Broadcasting System or...
My grandfather was shipped out of the Philippines in the 1920s, and landed in Stockton, California—less as a starry-eyed immigrant, and more as imperial cargo.
The Americans needed hands, and the Philippines—trophy from the Spanish-American War—had plenty to spare. Men like him crossed the...
Grace
The many tremors comeunannounced, but we knowthey are coming. The old earthgives way and soft papayasare on the ground. Lemongrassfills the air and everywhere there isa steely edge to the way peoplecall...
“What the—?” Sky’s hand stalled inside the bag, fingers grazing the lining like it might bite.
The leather was a tired brown, the kind that had once been pretty in store lighting and...
Red, orange and brownYour lunch, your dinnerYou don’t have a choiceFor it’s your only fare now
It’s now on sale in storesBuy now; it’s buy one, take oneRight now, it fits with riceAnd with salt plus soy sauce, too!
Eat it with a paper plateWith fingers, spoons and forksYou’re free to eat it allMake sure to finish your plate, too!
All those fancy packagingContain only the same thingYou eat it every dayTo live through each damn day
This is your last bill nowYou check your holed pocketsAs you watch the night...
Mamay, here you are soaking the soft riceAnd wrapping them in the leaves tender, darkenedDarkened by the tiniest flame that you whispered to.The bundles are dreams of shapes on top of each other.Listen, the water is graying and catching their breath.The heat assumes your wisdom and no one elseAmong the kin takes your ember away from the hearth.
They wrinkle as they are undressed.The whole cloth should go as one but a gossipPassiona has cloaked your mind for eternity.Here they lie below your wise gaze.There are secrets that...
Armed with a rifle and overflowing with a warrior’s confidence, my classmate's brother marched into the woods, excited about his unforgettable first solo hunt. After all, they say you never forget your first. Deep in the forest, alone and silent, he slowly walked the path, eyeing a prize. Then, like a wish granted by an unseen god, a wild boar charged out of the bush. Their eyes locked. This was it—the moment of truth—the kill of a lifetime.
There was a heartbeat of a dramatic confrontational silence—and then,...
Not the red ball of yarn I threw at her,a lizard’s tail,the bright threads of a woolen rag,a fish head, some greens that felloff the kitchen table,a piece of cracked shell,maybe an egg,perhaps a stray spider.
Resource and inventionwould lead herto a hoard of...
