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Paradoxes in the Natural Wealth of Lake Sebu
This is part of a broader study on “Climate Change Experience, Expressions, and Responses in a Tboli Community.” It is based on the understanding that indigenous peoples worldwide have been experiencing the impacts of climate change, such as extreme weather changes, longer droughts, and increasing rainfall, which cause floods and landslides. More especially to indigenous Continue reading
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surely, water
surely, water flows out of unseen caves underground to the waiting breast of mother ocean. it is the accepted fate of flowing water to be lost in immensity. and to be the Immensity. Continue reading
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Sa Lawa ng Buluan, Maguindanao
“Lake Buluan is a lake located in the island of Mindanao, Philippines. With an estimated surface area of 61.34 square kilometers, it is the third largest lake in Mindanao, after Lake Lanao and Lake Mainit. It has an average elevation of 4.5 meters. The lake is sandwiched between the provinces of Maguindanao and Sultan Kudarat. Continue reading
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“To be” in Klubi
[All photos were taken in Sitio Lamkua, Barangay Klubi, Lake Sebu, South Cotabato, Southern Philippines, with permissions from the elders of Klubi. Photography by Mr. Nikki Ayubo] For more on T’boli ethnography please visit: Blotik Ehek (Star of the Sharpening Stone) and Climate Change: When Traditional Knowledge Becomes Unreliable and also K’mohung and Seselong: Cultural Continue reading
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Rain, Now
the rain is not in F today. rather, it sounds like a snip, snip on our roof. i look out. look up. and only a mocking, tangerine sky drips unwashed memories on my brows. Continue reading
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To the Vines on the Spines of EDSA
dream now, brave leaves, of dark earth and clear sky, of brooks rhyming and dew sighing. dream of the still night after a storm and the priestess-rain chanting on rocks. dream of innocence, dream of sleep, dream of weakness, dream of fear: the space of fields, expanse of oceans and frightful heights of skies. Continue reading
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Carnivorous Hearts
he opened his heart and out flew a vulture. clawing on rotten flesh, breaking white bones and screeching for its brothers with their hungry mouths. slowly, methodically, answering the call, poking their bald heads out of carnivorous hearts. cautiously scanning the alien air, unfamiliar with freedom or maybe the new Continue reading
Being Here, Now. 