TARLAC

by Luis G. Dato

Tarlac looks young this April
With a load of ungathered skies;
Its pawing feet are trembling
Between sugar and rice.

In Angles, behind twin towers,
The hills rise fold on fold,
A barren ridge, a sunken river,
Tarlac, like life, looks old.

— The Herald Mid-weekly Magazine
August 23, 1939

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