faye on November 23rd, 2007

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle pox;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going […]

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faye on November 22nd, 2007

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faye on November 21st, 2007

Live your life that the fear of death
can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about his religion.
Respect others in their views
and demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life,
beautify all things in your life.
Seek to make your life long
and of service to your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the day
when you go […]

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faye on November 20th, 2007

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faye on November 19th, 2007

you will always remain his ‘young poetess and thinker’

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faye on November 17th, 2007

From my childhood my parents instilled in me a respect and love for a sister I had not come to know but who somehow existed for me in much the same way as my other siblings had. Not once did a birthday, death anniversary, All Saint’s Day, or even any regular holiday pass by […]

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faye on November 16th, 2007

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Ethel on November 15th, 2007

Perhaps it was a day like any other, or at least it started out that way. I couldn’t have known that it would change the course of my life forever.
Anyway, I went to the Listening Center that day to listen to some classical music, and to study. I liked studying there because it was […]

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faye on November 15th, 2007

Today is a day of significance for my parents. Forty-six years ago, over simple snacks (was it their favorite pancit? halo-halo? I’m not really sure), at the ‘dilapidated,’ sawali-made Students’ Union in fair old U.P. Diliman, my parents shared a meal for the first time. Call it their first date, if you will. Lagot na […]

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faye on November 13th, 2007

(This is a poem I found hidden among the many files of our family computer. Dated sometime in 2004, it is eerily, sadly reminiscent of that moment four months ago to this day. My Dad, the omniscient. What he could not foresee, however, was that it was a Bang after all.)
‘Not With a Bang or […]

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