From a reader of the Philippine Daily Inquirer, posted on October 29, 2008:
In connection with the observance—not celebration—of All Saints’ Day on Nov. 1, may I share with Philippine Daily Inquirer readers the poem “Thanatopsis” by William Cullen Bryant:
So live, that when thy summons comes to you
To join the innumerable caravan, which moves
To that mysterious […]
Continue reading about ‘Thanatopsis’: an All Saints’ Day poem
with the date
once more
looming
I find myself retreating
to that corner of my mind
where your smile
however lopsided
still greets me at the door
where your voice
strong
yet strangely
simultaneously
soft
still speaks my name
where your jokes
however tired
and oft-repeated are
still made twice over
like a ritual observed
where you walk
your walk
once proud and strong
now slow and deliberate
sometimes limping
still, side by side with […]
Dad would have been proud, I’m sure.
My Mom and brother in attendance at my sister’s event.
Tell me not in mournful numbers,
“Life is but an empty dream!”
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
“Dust thou art, to dust returnest,”
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But […]
[I’d like to take a break from everything; and reading and posting lists like these is a relief. When FG was alive, out of the blue, he’d suddenly spout corny jokes or nonsense syllables, which usually served to break the tedium, or the stress, or everything that in God’s name seems to happen all the […]
Lyrics:
“The Impossible Dream”
from MAN OF LA MANCHA (1972)
music by Mitch Leigh and lyrics by Joe Darion
Man of La Mancha
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too […]
First, there was Floyd’s article written on the occasion of Dr David’s passing. Out of so many, Fr. JayBoy, the U.P, Chaplain, chose it to read on the 40th day.
Then, Floyd wrote me and asked what Dr. David’s views of martial law were. Luckily for me, Dr. David was a participant in the 1984 U.P. […]
Continue reading about ‘Nation in Crisis’ uploaded to www.brownseo.com
Written at the old home in Portland
THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is […]