Remembering a Great Man(ong)
" ... Then suddenly everything disappeared -- the manong, the trees, the
shack, the jar of bagoong, the fishnet, the sugarcane fields, the rains.
Then everything returned. The manong was a manong again. Everything
was clear and everything returned to the way it was. I could hear the
rains. Everything was different but the same."
~ Al Robles, August 6, 1995
from rappin' with ten thousand carabaos in the dark, poems by Al Robles (UCLA Asian
Studies Center, 1996)
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