Sunday, February 1, 2009

Japanese Garden Ginku Walk



Today, Sunday, February 1, 2009, I attended the Southern California Haiku Study Group (SCHSG) for a Ginku walk and haiku workshop at the Japanese Garden in California State University, Long Beach. Since I was late, Chizuru (above) graciously guided me where the meeting was.

Her smile is so captivating that I took her picture and wrote haiku poems for her. Maybe next time, I can request her to remove her sunglasses before I take her picture, that is, if there’s another chance.

end of winter
the glimpse of spring
in her smile

Victor P. Gendrano

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Yes we can

Dedicated to Barack Obama
New President of the United States


I have witnessed a new era
when people of all races
and creeds can dare to dream
in a color blind America

where hard work
and perseverance in an
atmosphere of peace,
friendship and civility
are earned and rewarded.

And where we can look
at our children's eyes
and say there is hope
for humankind...

in concert we will vow
yes, we can!


Sketchbook: a Journal for Eastern &
Western Short Forms
Vol. 4, Issue 1, Feb. 29, 2009

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

You can

You can
dare to dream big
if you but persevere,
the clear message from Obama
today.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Layoff Notice

harsh winter day
she tidies again
her almost empty desk
where earlier she received
her layoff notice

Friday, January 2, 2009

midnight chill
I wait for New Year
alone

From my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves

Monday, December 29, 2008

alone amidst
frenzied shoppers
this chilly holiday
I think I'll buy me
a present

Friday, December 5, 2008

Gregorio del Pilar

Victor P. Gendrano

Ako'y naatasang pilit na pigilin
Ang mga kalaba'y huwag palampasin,
Sa bundok ng Tirad ang aking mithiin
Makalayo sana ang Heneral natin,
Sa Amerikanong nais na hulihin
Ang ulo ng bansang ayaw paalipin.

Hayo na Heneral di makalalampas
Ang kahit na sinong dito ay tatahak,
Mamamatay muna kaming lahat-lahat
Buhay ibubuwis, lakas, pagod, hirap,
Upang bansa nati'y luningning tumingkad
Sa mga dayuha'y kami'y di yayakap.

Kagabing tahimik ang mga paligid
Habang sinusulat ang laman ng isip,
May buntong-hininga sa nalayong ibig
At mga magulang matagal nang sabik
Na makaulayaw, ngunit sa hinagpis
Ang namamayani'y ang bansang pagibig.

Isip ko'y malinaw, aking nalalaman
Higit na marami sundalong kaaway,
Ang bundok na ito'y magiging libingan
Ngunit sa daigdig ipagsisigawan,
Mga Pilipino'y may likas na tapang
Di paaalipin sinumang dayuhan!

Bansang Pilipinas, bayan ng bayan ko
Buhay ko't ng aking lahat na sundalo
Ay iniaalay sa kapakanan mo't
Sa ikararangal bansang Pilipino!
(Anong kabuluhan ng buhay sa mundo
Kung walang dakilang adhikain ito?)

Brigadier General Gregorio del Pilar, nephew of the great propagandist Marcelo H. del Pilar, died at the Battle of Tirad Pass at the tender age of 24 on December 2, 1899. With the American soldiers in hot pursuit of his commander, General Emilio Aguinaldo, Del Pilar with his 60 soldiers volunteered to stay behind and defend Tirad Pass from the oncoming U. S. cavalry battalion.

On the night before he died, Del Pilar wrote the following in his diary:

"I yield to the terrible destiny that will overcome me and my brave
soldiers, but I am glad to die fighting for my beloved country."

Reprinted from Heritage Magazine, Vol. IX, No. 4, Winter 1995.