Whistling for Moonbeams

A menagerie of scribbled thoughts, memories, and favorite things

Friday, April 30, 2010

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But she knew what it was like to be still, that piece of a moment when the mind wakes up to the sound of something crashing... -from ...
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

A Visit

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Well, what do you know... It's raining tonight.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010

April

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The days seem to have acquired an aimlessness to them. Perhaps, it's that standstill brought by the heat, that dry, dry mist in the air ...
Saturday, April 24, 2010

Girlfriends

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Forsaking despair, we are keen on shoving this faith into ourselves... -J. Neil Garcia, "Smoked Salmon Surprise"- The two of...

Weekend browse:

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A walk across the rooftops   by Luis Katigbak
Friday, April 23, 2010

Teach

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the feet to arch, nonchalant, on heels. Each conversation is a potential fight to be won. Paint the eyebrows just so--even a frown should sp...
Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Resist

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Simmering after that extended outburst did you think it'd be this soon the blue takes over In the middle of pretending to give options w...
Monday, April 19, 2010

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From "Gift" by J. Neil Garcia And you are everywhere even as you are nowhere in touch, for here is the place things cherish...
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Sunday, April 18, 2010

Hindi Man Malaman ng Mundo

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ni Mesandel Virtusio Arguelles Hindi man malaman ng mundo nilalaman naman ng mundo Hindi man malaman ng mundo nailalaman sa mundo ang ...

I stepped into a bookstore yesterday

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and was greeted by Jorie Grahams, Louise Glucks, Billy Collinses, and Robert Hasses. Why, oh, why does money always have to be an object? ...
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PSYCHE

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by J. Neil Carmelo Garcia, from The Sorrows of Water Her error is believing she can only love him with the soul. For her sake he has ...
Saturday, April 17, 2010

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this frown this mole that shirt these books these days this lock of hair those handkerchiefs those years those years those years that wearin...
Monday, April 12, 2010

Seasonal whining

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Every summer season seems hotter than the last one . One feels almost ungrateful for the breeze because the heat it brings along stings th...

What's keeping me afloat,

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these days, is my capacity to drift by and over and back, that penchant for indifference, that c'est la vie attitude, that shrug, that ...
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Again

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Mercury is retrograding come April 18th. Exhale, my dears. The thing to do is to chill .

Sorry, M--.

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This crossed my mind while I was brushing my teeth this morning: Between "Before Sunrise" and "Singles" is the distinct...
Thursday, April 8, 2010

These days...

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image from erinsavage
Thursday, April 1, 2010

1st of April

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The book I'm reading, even as it is remarkably written (and perhaps it is owing to this, too), hits too close to home and I find that I ...
Wednesday, March 31, 2010

What I'm reading right now:

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from chapter 10, p. 497: And she, Frederica, had had a vision of being able to be all the things she was: language, sex, friendship, though...
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Heartbreak

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is seeing one's child shed quiet tears. Thank you for getting well, my baby. You gave mommy quite a scare.
Thursday, March 25, 2010

For S--

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We talk of sadness and agree not to.

TODAY:

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

What's yours?

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" As though the very act of unbosoming one's secret self were simply another way of affirming it ." -J. Neil C. Garcia, Myths ...
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Monday, March 22, 2010

Nakakaloka

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Yesterday, over snacks of cookies and chocolate cake: JACKIE: Mommy, which would you rather choose, the heart or the soul? ME: (silence) KIM...
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Gloria Jean's Cafe, Robinson's Galleria

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So this is what it's like on a Monday morning here. There are too many people, too much noise from the adjacent road, too many conversat...

The weight of ninety-seven ticking clocks

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Facing a door almost always brings about that feeling of waiting, that sense of expectation, some imminent arrival-- even when there is no b...
Sunday, March 21, 2010

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“Fear can keep us up all night long, but faith makes one fine pillow.” -author unknown-
Saturday, March 20, 2010

From the weekend couch:

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"Being alone: there's a certain dignity to it." -Janet Livermore, "Singles" 1992-
Friday, March 19, 2010

These days,

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I keep hearing more and more people end their sentences with "or am I just getting old?" Or am I just getting old?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Hangover: extended

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I was sitting in front of my office desk this morning, staring at the PC and not trying very hard to lull myself out of the lazy, hazy stupo...
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Saturday, March 13, 2010

I am about to leave my 20s.

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This statement poses a lot of questions. Hopefully, I would be able to come up with answers. I know, I know. I'm just being emotional. B...
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Friday, March 12, 2010

Today's Find: The Proustian Meme

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From Vanity Fair : "First, the Proust questionnaire was dreamed up neither by Vanity Fair nor indeed by Proust. In fact, it was a Paris...

From the weekend couch:

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My fifth Almodovar ("Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown", 1988)

I think, therefore, I squiggle

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My friend, M--, is very anal about his books, which translates to his being finicky, as well, when it comes to my books. He used to scold m...
Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Diet? What diet?

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I can resist most chocolates, but not Twix. This is a staple . period period period. Ube hopia. Sarap! Especially if it's eaten after be...
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

And now, for something light...

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My lunch: After lunch: The only thing missing was a breeze.
Monday, March 8, 2010

Roof

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four years ago, she was a brown, bent object hunched amongst six years worth of her life--six years' worth, four years ago--wrapped in b...
Sunday, March 7, 2010

Embrace

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You know the parlor trick. wrap your arms around your own body and from the back it looks like someone is embracing you her hands grasping y...
Saturday, March 6, 2010

From the weekend couch:

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"Just because there are things I don't remember doesn't make my actions meaningless." -Leonard Shelby, "Memento"...

A snippet, or some

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When we talk about other people, we do so in fragments. Fragments, because, in reality, that is all we have of them and that is all we will ...
Friday, March 5, 2010

It's been an overcast week

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and I sure know I'm not talking about the weather. So, yeah, I guess this is me: Gloomy. Old. Eeyore.

And how to handle fear is to shut it out

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shut it out shut it out over and over exhale put it in a paper bag and throw it away but...

Whisked away

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It saddens me to think of all the words I should have written down that I had let go of, instead. The absoluteness of their loss weighs down...
Wednesday, March 3, 2010

"Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths."

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- Etty Hillesum- And so, it goes, that we sometimes find ourselves gasping from running too fast. We race with seconds and outrun minutes, t...

Caffeine update

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BEFORE: Double tall mocha, please. NOW: Double, non-fat, no whipped cream, 2 packs Splenda,tall mocha, please.
Monday, March 1, 2010

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As a tot she was Surrounded by fishbowl silence She had no horns No wings, no tail Just a smile nobody Noticed while adults Talked at mealti...
Sunday, February 28, 2010

Almost March

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I departed from my usual greens-and-wheat bread-and-proteins diet today. Ate lasagna (I had one plate and finished the portion my son had le...
Saturday, February 27, 2010

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What torture lurks within a single thought When grown too constant, and however kind, However welcome still, the weary mind Aches with its p...

Differences

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Tell me about your childhood. Tell me about what you woke up to each day, and what woke you up. What time on your clock? Were your sheets so...
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Friday, February 26, 2010

Ted Neeley, 27 years after JCS

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A friend shared this video on his facebook. "Gethsemane" is my favorite song from "Jesus Christ, Superstar" (1973). One ...
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