More than once in a blue moon, a Cebuano book, particularly a collection of Bisdak poems, comes like comet. Panagsa ra gyod kaayo. And how it blazes over the benighted state of Cebuano publishing!
Indeed, the launching of my friend Adonis Durado's debut book, Dili Tanang Matagak Mahagbong, tomorrow calls for celebration. The event, which also features a visual arts exhibit by my friends Radel Paredes and Josua Cabrera, is a homecoming of sorts for Donz who's now based in Bangkok, Thailand as a graphic designer.
The book is long overdue, and should be a beacon of inspiration both for old and young writers in Cebu who, againts the current, continue "to endure burning to give light" to Cebuano literature.
Naglaway gyod, as in. Mingaw na ko sa atong mga buhakhak ug mga binuntagay galore. Sige lang, naa ra gihapon ang pabrika sa San Mig sa Mandaue forever and ever, amen. :)
"... In the deserts of the heart/ Let the healing fountains start,/ In the prison of his days/ Teach the free man how to praise..." -- W.H. Auden
PORTRAIT OF A SLEEPWALKER AS POLLYANNA'S STALKER
About MICHAEL U. OBENIETA, or MykeO, here's what they say: A soi-disant study of a work in progress. A true-blue Bisdak green-eyed at the color brown. An insomniac daydreamer. An ash-tasting keeper of the phoenix of poetry. An opinion columnist with "Oops" syndrome. A parrot of the 23rd psalm and Shakespeare's 116th sonnet. A Zorba-wannabe smitten with Scheherazade and Circe. A moonstruck stargazer in the universe of Nora Aunor's eyes. Looks up to lighthouse keepers, filmmakers, librarians, symphony conductors, tenors, guitarists, hammock-humming beach bums, gardeners, chefs, and firefighters. A rainy-day romantic. A copycat and doggone mystic. Fond of speaking in tongues straight from the mouth of an ice-cold San Miguel Pale Pilsen bottle. Devoted to all things weird and wonderful. A trustworthy tour guide for a guilt trip around the continent of the Ten Commandments. A patriotic citizen of Procrastination. A chuckle-prone company for those who sing an ode to solitude. His erogenous zones extend to the hushed spaces of bookstores, libraries and zoos with unicorns.
2 comments:
pare ko!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! o, di ba first entry jud ko. ;-)
bitaw, nagtagay jud mi (og kape) pagkahuman sa launch sa libro ni adonis. ug todo ang rain, i swear (pagka theresian).
inig launch sa imohang libro puhon magtagay ta'g usa ka trak nga san miguel beer. (naglaway ka right there, right now, i'm sure).
go!
Naglaway gyod, as in. Mingaw na ko sa atong mga buhakhak ug mga binuntagay galore. Sige lang, naa ra gihapon ang pabrika sa San Mig sa Mandaue forever and ever, amen. :)
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