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“Poetry lives on love, and love is nothing but the worship of woman.”

Luis G. Dato, Philippines Herald Mid-week Magazine, April 6, 1932

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by Luis G. Dato I tread the stones you tread each day to school, Now when the road impassable has been To trucks that ply the town and coast between, Dotted with rut and furrow, stagnant pool. And I can…

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by Luis G. Dato O rain, dear rain, ‘tis falling everywhere, Or so it seems, on field and hill and sea, The sky’s forbidding far as eye could see, The earth is sombre that erstwhile was fair, The hills that…

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by Luis G. Dato And now the rain – from Heaven silver spears Incessant fall the sad earth to subdue, The silent hills and mountains hide from view, In the horizon not one ray appears. Oppressive mien of mourning Nature…

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by Luis G. Dato Come, dear, the bells have rung for early mass, And now awake, for you’ll perhaps be late, Too long a time to dress I cannot wait, The altar’s lighted, golden minutes pass. The old and young,…

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