Poetry Friday: San Francisco Native Son, Tony Robles

From Fingerprints of a Hunger Strike, by Tony Robles (San Francisco: Ithuriel’s Spear, 2017):

An Excerpt from Proud

City of St. Francis
I’m proud
Of being
Loved by you

And don’t worry,
I don’t hold that
Eviction against you

But it did come
As a surprise,
All wrapped in a
Gauze colored envelope

Just the way
It goes, I guess

I’d lived there
45 years, grew up
There, Mom’s died
There, at home,
Where she belonged

I got 60 days
To vacate

I’m proud
Of being loved
By you

And Mr. Fare Inspector,
I don’t got no ill feeling
Towards you for looking me
Up and down as though I
Were defective while you
Scrawled my life story on
That ticket you wrote me,
Legible only to a doctor or

I’m proud
Of being
Loved by you


Tony Robles’s Love/Hate Book About San Francisco Is Beautiful and Tragic

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

About the Louvre’s Islamic Art Collection

A few weeks ago, self participated in The Daily Post’s Photo Challenge OUT OF THIS WORLD by posting pictures of the Islamic Art Collection at the Louvre, which she visited in May 2017.

Regular readers of this blog know that museums are self’s jam!



The Louvre’s Islamic Art Collection, which opened to the public in September 2012. Self visited in May 2017

The Louvre’s Islamic Art Collection is absolutely amazing.

Allan G. Smorra, whose blog self follows at Ohm Sweet Ohm left a comment. She didn’t have an answer for him (he asked who designed the space) and at the time she was too busy to look it up.

Today, freshly returned from AWP Tampa, and enjoying a few days’ rest before her next trip (to Long Beach, for a reading with other Pinay authors on Saturday, 17 March, at Philippine Expressions Bookshop in San Pedro), she decides to see if she can find out more about the Islamic Art Collection at the Louvre and found this link on the Louvre’s Official Home Page.

The space opened to the public in September 2012. The architects were Rudy Ricciotti and Mario Bellini. The videos explaining the choice are in French, so if you don’t speak French (like self), don’t get frustrated, you can see the accompanying text in English.

Browsing the page, self learns that the roof (which is the most amazing thing) “consists of a free-form lattice of steel tubes and glass” beneath “a gilded metal casing.”

Kudos, Messrs. Ricciotti and Bellini. Major kudos.

Stay tuned.

First Sentence, Work-in-Progress

Get up!

Sweet(er) in Redwood City, California

After years of hectic traveling, it is sweet indeed to be back in Redwood City:



Even sweeter: having The Alienist to look forward to every week.

New episodes air every Monday night on TNT.


Dakota Fanning is just killing it in the role of Sara Howard, secretary to Teddy Roosevelt. In this incarnation, Roosevelt is the New York City Police Commissioner (circa 1896).

It is also grrrreat to see Brian Geraghty in the cast. Self lost track of him after The Hurt Locker. Geraghty plays Roosevelt! (When self watched Geraghty in The Hurt Locker, all those years ago, she never imagined that the next thing she saw him in would be The Alienist, portraying a future American president)

Also great are Daniel Bruhl (who self hasn’t seen on the big screen since Inglorious Basterds) and Luke Evans (who self has seen in the Lord of the Rings movies and in Immortals)

Stay tuned.

Admiral George Dewey, 1 May 1898


Admiral George Dewey defeated an outdated and woefully under-equipped Spanish fleet at the Battle of Manila Bay, 1 May 1898

“Don Alfredo and Jose Rizal” in Sou’wester, Spring 2007:

  • As Jose Rizal was lined up before the Spanish firing squad, labeled renegade and underground solidarity worker, George Dewey entered Manila Bay.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

#amreading: Manuel D. Duldulao

  • The greatest link . . .  to the Spanish past is Intramuros. For almost 400 years until its destruction, Intramuros was Manila.

The Filipinos, Portrait of a People, by Manuel D. Duldulao

Novel-In-Progress ‘Blue Water, Distant Shores’ Started As a Short Story

An excerpt from the short story (which self is thinking of sending out, after so many years): Apologies, she may have posted this excerpt several weeks or even several months ago. She’s adding a further paragraph.

What’s interesting is, the name of the main character never changed. It was always, and still is, Matias (and she personally knows not a single person with that name). It always amazes her when she finds this story again: because the cadence! She pulled it from the bottom of a pile of stuff, just a few minutes ago.

Matias had no recollection of going back to bed but when he next opened his eyes it was daylight. A last fragment of dream slipped from his consciousness. He sat up, feeling bereft.

He stayed with the Bishop for almost a week, receiving his instructions. It was May; the heat was at its greatest. At night, a servant shuffled into his room and, from a pole running the length of the low ceiling, lowered folds of gauzy white netting around the bed. He had difficulty sleeping. He spent long nights listening to the faint whine of invisible mosquitoes, just beyond the white gauze. In the morning, the Bishop remarked on the dark circles beneath the young priest’s eyes.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.



In Progress: Fantasy

“I was on my way to the Citadel,” she said.

I performed an elaborate yawn.

#amreading: Carlos Bulosan, AMERICA IS IN THE HEART

America is in the Heart is about a Filipino migrant worker who lives in the itinerant camps and moves up and down the west coast, following the harvests.

Chapter XXIII:

I tried hard to remain aloof from the destruction and decay around me. I wanted to remain pure within myself. But in Pismo Beach, where I found Mariano, I could not fight anymore. He and I slept on the floor of a small cottege, where two others were living.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Tour Guide: The Daily Post Photo Challenge, 7 February 2018

This week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge asks us to show “what we love” about where we live. Self lives in Redwood City, California but is spending the next few months in Mendocino, as the 2018 Writer in Residence at the Mendocino Art Center.

Her unit faces a forge/woodsmithing shop, and a local high school. At the end of the day, she can walk to the street and always manage to catch a spectacular sunset.

Today, the sunset was so alluring that self got into her car and chased it down as far as the Mendocino Headlands. She kept her car headlights on while taking this shot.


Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

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