back to work as soon as the sun comes up. so early morning paalala lang. from sarge lacuesta--tonight's the Philippines Free Press Awards night at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, Makati. starts at 730pm. taralets! kitakits!
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Fragment
The glass does not break because it is glass,
Said the philosopher. The glass could stay
Unbroken forever, shoved back in a dark closet,
Slowly weeping itself, a colorless liquid.
The glass breaks because somebody drops it
From a height — a grip stunned open by bad news
Or laughter. A giddy sweep of grand gesture
Or fluttering nerves might knock it off the table —
Or perhaps wine emptied from it, into the blood,
Has numbed the fingers. It breaks because it falls
Into the arms of the earth — that grave attraction.
It breaks because it meets the floor's surface,
Which is solid and does not give. It breaks because
It is dropped, and falls hard, because it hits
Bottom, and because nobody catches it.
A. E. Stallings
Hapax
TriQuarterly Books
from Poetry Daily
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and from the hallowed pages of the onion:
Area Oddball Prefers God Over Girls
Jerome O'Shea
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