Introduction The works of budding writers from Central and Northern Mindanao demonstrate sensitivity to what the indigenous folk believe and affiliation to an individual’s basic need to stand for what one regards as the truth. Marina G. Quilab is a language and literature Assistant Professor in Iligan City. She is currently enrolled in graduate studies and is finishing her dissertation on the...
How are the sunsetsOf the old mujahid?Melancholy overThe dormant, rusted boloThe sole unyoung rifleSpangled with scarsFrom trenches forgottenGnaws at his bonesThe growing dark.When will the sunset everSlip out without notice? The last rays through curtainHoles before himStays his solitude.His dead war comradesMarch in single file.He hears bombsFlight of bulletsSmell of earthDamp grass again. But...
I. In their bamboo huts, where bulletsCould trace them, they tried to hideBehind their mothers’ bodies as ifThey could be infants in wombs again. Their mothers’ pleas the only shield,“Tama na! Mga sibilyan lang mi!”But foes remained unmindful—the earsDid not hear what the hearts refused to see. Like dominoes standing, the mothers fell.Blood ran to the edges of bamboo floorsBefore they even hit...
to Mufti Ismail Menk When grenades rumbled in Lanao forests,I thought the dream would remain a dreamIn slumbers during nights of sweat and pain.The nights when more eyes were rather awake,Peeking at open windows, than asleep and calm. Now those eyes are fixed onto you, sparklingLike dew over leaves when the sun rises.I am the eagle observing everything. In this place where a Maranao sits with a...
Sa akong yutang natawhan sa lungsod sa Matanao, adunay usa ka sityo nga ginganlag Kasiawa. Sa Kasiawa ako nagdako ug nakabaton og buot. Malipayon ang akong pagkabata kay luyo sa mga dagkong balay, adunay drier o bularanan sa mga humay, kopras, ug mais. Kung way nakabulad sa driermapuno kini og mga bata nga di maluyag dagan-dagan. Ang among mga inahan na lang ang maugtas og binadlong. Wa gyoy...
Translated from Cebuano by John Bengan Original work In my hometown Matanao, there was a village they called Kasiawa. I grew up and came of age in Kasiawa. My childhood was a happy one since beyond the large houses, there was a “drier”—an area where they spread grains of rice, coconut meat, and corn out to dry. When there was nothing on the drier, the place would be filled with children, who...
Ikaw—ang langsanagapabilin sa lawas—sa pamangkot sa kamatayonsang imo amay. Hapos lang sadtoang makadakop sa dagatsang mga ginputos nga bangkay kag nagadamoang nagapundok sa tapangko ninyoagod makibalita. Ikaw, sa hunahuna—ara gihaponnga nagapabilin ang langsa bisan maugaang mga sinsilyo ukon bisan kapilahugasan ang bulutangan sang mga balaligya. Indi ikatingalanga indi ini maurot bisan...
Sadto nga tion, matulukan ang kabilugan sang adlawnga ginalubong ang kaugalingon sa kadagatan kag ginalagassang mga balud ang mga bata nga ginapalupad ang buradornga busluton. Indi ini magpadala sa hangin amo ginhaboysa tubi. Sa ila hunahuna, kon indi maglupad, ti tudluanmaglangoy. (Indi bala kinahanglan gamay ang mga buslotsang pukot nga ilubong?) Sa isa ka bahin, ginalumbansang manog-isda ang...
Introduction The works of young writers from Southern and Eastern Mindanao demonstrate strong artistry and a sense of rootedness in place. The writers in this selection include a member of the Blaan community in Matanao, Davao del Sur; a Butuanon creative writing major from Agusan del Norte; a Bangsamoro Kagan who has worked for the local government in Davao del Norte; and a poet and children’s...
suno kay Estrella Taño Golingay sa “Heneral“ Mahangop sa pagbuhi sang baboy ang pagkataohanon. Kuno isa-isahon sa sugod ang mga nahanabo sa pag-abotsang buhion: amat-amat nga nagadakoang adlaw sa ibabaw sa kabukiran sang Roxas nga indi kilalahonsa tumandok nga ngalan kay Ilonggoang mga magbuhi; nagabadlak ang hulumayan, nagapadumdomnga ara lang ini kon indi pilion ang kamatayon;...