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21 ST
By Gina Apostol
Later it was all the rage in the coffee shops, in the bazaars of Binondo. People did not
even hide it – crowds of men, and not just students, not just boys, some women even,
with their violent fans – gesticulating in public, throwing up their hands, putting up fists
in debate. Put your knuckle where your mouth is. We were loud, obstreperous, heedless.
We were literary critics. We were cantankerous: rude raving. And no matter which side
you were, with the crown or with the infidels, Spain or Spolarium, all of us, each one,
seemed revitalized by spleen, hatched by the woods of long, venomous silence. And yes,
suddenly the world opened up to me, after the novel, to which before I had been blind.
Still I rushed into other debates, for instance with Benigno and Agapito, who had now
moved into my rooms. Remembering Father Gaspar’s cryptic injunction - “throw it
away to someone else,” so that in this manner the book traveled rapidly in those dark
days of its printing, now so nostalgically glorious, though then I had no clue that these
were historic acts, the act of reading, or that the book would be such a collector’s item,
or otherwise I would have wrapped it in parchment and sealed it for the highest bidder,
what the hell, I only knew holding the book could very likely constitute a glorious crime
– in short, I lent it to Benigno.
Padre Faura Witnesses the Execution of Rizal
Shivering
Months ago,
Pepe came to me
In the Observatory,
In the sky:
In Europe.)
And on this day
I see Pepe,
A blur
Stars:
Still shimmering
Is already dead.
APO ON THE WALL
by Bj Patino