Karina Lagdameo-Santillan

A Tale of Real Reconciliation that Leads to Real Peace   A while back, a group of dear friends, fellow humanists, got together, inspired to make a video on reconciliation, a theme close to their hearts. The video was set…

The drumming of hands sound like a rain of pure sound, falling.   The strings of the balalaika strike a chord in the hearts of all who are listening.   The drums beat a low drowning growl as the imam…

POEM     After years and years go by You may perhaps If the gods of fortune do please Have A Steady job, an occupation (a daily drip of income to cover the ever-increasing expenses) A Family, kids (to fuss…

When a moment arises that plants seeds of inspiration and snares a sense of renewed feeling and fortuity, it bursts with an explosion of words that tries to capture what it intimates, meanings that add grace, wonder, beauty, and a…

POEM     The wind swirls around and strums the leaves. The monsoon arrives without a warning. A deluge, an outpouring from the heavens, As if in answer to the call of the earth. Parched, dry, drought, famine. Thousands, in…

POEM     In the darkness With eyes closed In the silence I call you   I sit and breathe in Waves of calmness Waiting quietly For you   I ask no questions I seek no answers I simply want to…

POEM     I can see the sky getting darker I can hear the gods playing with thunder. I can see the wind blowing stronger I can hear the dogs barking harder.   I can feel you when you cry…

a personal narrative   I was rummaging through some stuff from the past to let go, when I came upon an old magazine– a Rogue Magazine (circa May 2008!) that featured its first annual Philippine Music Portfolio featuring the heavyweights,…

POEM     A smile on the face Of a young man passing by A bird on a branch Who looks right at you, then at the sky The whisper of the wind On a hot and arid day A…

PROSE POEM     #1.The Turtle Pond Mornings, as a child, I watch him go down the stairs The China man, clad in all white, who lives upstairs. Newspaper in hand, all ready for a day’s work, But, before anything…