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    The first poem describes a scene of over two million people gathered in Manila's Quirino Grandstand witnessing the end of a dictator's rule. Doves fly above as a woman raises her hands in defiance. The park and fountains celebrate the freedom of the people as happiness rises up like a hymn. The second poem expresses a woman's desire to be free from the obligations of marriage and passion, to sleep alone without kisses feeling like festering sores, and to break the seal that marks her as the property of her husband.

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    The first poem describes a scene of over two million people gathered in Manila's Quirino Grandstand witnessing the end of a dictator's rule. Doves fly above as a woman raises her hands in defiance. The park and fountains celebrate the freedom of the people as happiness rises up like a hymn. The second poem expresses a woman's desire to be free from the obligations of marriage and passion, to sleep alone without kisses feeling like festering sores, and to break the seal that marks her as the property of her husband.

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    The first poem describes a scene of over two million people gathered in Manila's Quirino Grandstand witnessing the end of a dictator's rule. Doves fly above as a woman raises her hands in defiance. The park and fountains celebrate the freedom of the people as happiness rises up like a hymn. The second poem expresses a woman's desire to be free from the obligations of marriage and passion, to sleep alone without kisses feeling like festering sores, and to break the seal that marks her as the property of her husband.

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    From the Quirino Grandstand

    by Danton R. Remoto

    More than two million faces


    awash in the early summer sun
    The lady in yellow raises
    her hands in the defiant sign
    fingers roar in the sudden air
    Clouds of doves wheel above, Noah's
    messengers finally sighting a land
    now dried a dictator's blood-flood.
    In the park of a freed people,
    bermuda grasses weep in sweet pain.
    The fountains leap and sing.
    A spring of happiness rises like a hymn.

    Revolt from Hymen


    by Angela Manalang-Gloria

    O to be free at last, to sleep at last


    As infants sleep within the womb of rest!

    To stir and stirring find no blackness vast


    With passion weighted down upon the breast,

    To turn the face this way and that and feel


    No kisses festering on it like sores,

    To be alone at last, broken the seal


    That marks the flesh no better than a whore’s!

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