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The hills of Vermont

By LODESTAR | By Danton Remoto | September 22, 2018 - 12:00am

That is the title of Kerima Polotan’s wonderful essay on her stay at the Breadloaf Writers’ Conference, an essay that was later included in her book, Adventures in a Forgotten Country.

Opinion

When private grief becomes literature

By Samantha King | August 15, 2015 - 10:00am

Kerima Polotan had always been a buzzword back in my undergraduate days. Although well into her twilight years, she was inescapable; her work was referred to or made required reading in every Philippine Lit class....

Sunday Lifestyle

The clarity of prose

By Butch Dalisay | September 22, 2014 - 12:00am

The Clarity of Things” is the title of the new short story I finished a few weeks ago, which will soon be coming out...

Arts and Culture

A lesson in description

By Butch Dalisay | December 9, 2013 - 12:00am

Now and then I walk my students in Creative Writing through a lesson in description, which — as I’ve often noted in this corner — is at best always more than a rendition of the physical setting...

Arts and Culture

The outsider in the story

By Butch Dalisay | September 16, 2013 - 12:00am

As my literature students know, there’s only one kind of exam they can expect me to give them — a 90-minute, essay-type, open-book exam.

Arts and Culture

In our time of workshop

By Juaniyo Arcellana | May 15, 2006 - 12:00am

We forgot to pay tribute to the late mad poet Jun Lansang, a dark and frightening figure from our childhood that may as well have been "the black thing," or that anonymous roving specter that could...

Arts and Culture

Sentences I like

By Butch Dalisay | February 20, 2006 - 12:00am

Of all the little skills that go into crafting a fine piece of prose, I most admire a writer’s way of turning out a supple sentence – one that, no matter how short, can seem to go on forever, and, no matter...

Arts and Culture