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Have Come, Am Here (1942) by Jose Garcia Villa

In my desire to be Nude I clothed myself in fire: Burned down my walls, my roof, Burned all these down.

Emerged myself Supremely lean Unsheathed like a holy knife. With only His Hand to find To hold me beyond annul.

And found Him found Him found Him Found the Hand to hold me up! He held me like a burning poem And waved me all over the world.

ANG TAPIS MO INDAY by Levi Celerio


Ang tapis mo Inday Ay kay ganda At mapang-akit Lunas at aliw Sa lungkot kong tinitiis Bakit hindi mo na suot ngayon Ang saya't tapis mong marikit Nalimot mo na ba Ang dating ayos mo kung magbihis. Tapis na kay ganda, huwag itapon Inday Ang aking puso'y mamamanglaw May damit kang iba, ngunit bagong hiram Dapat mong mahalin ang damit na kinagisnan.

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