
RAIN ALL DAY
By Luis G. Dato All day it has rained and the wind Soughed through the leaves, A soul of old autumns and days long dead. All day desire in the rain is a cold remembrance Of old autumns dark with…
By Luis G. Dato All day it has rained and the wind Soughed through the leaves, A soul of old autumns and days long dead. All day desire in the rain is a cold remembrance Of old autumns dark with…
By Luis G. Dato In days of old, one moonlight night, When young was life and earth and art, A lover asked his friend to write A song to win a fair one’s heart. The outcome the world knows so…
by Luis G. Dato Quite often sailors shoot the albatross, And bring them down with infidel delight, Huge birds that trail the ships the sea across, With cloud-like pinions quivering in flight, Fallen on deck, and barely left alone, They…
by Luis G. Dato I have a dream too sharp and strange for name, Of one who loves me and for whom I yearn, A changing dream, yet somehow still the same, Companion to my fancy’s every turn. She understands…
By Luis G. Dato Up north beside Lepanto wild and far, By high Kabakan’s slopes a trail zigzags Its way across a wilderness and drags A weight of stones and memories of war. No forest creeping out shall hide of…
By Luis G. Dato Austere commander of the iron hand, Who marshalled men to trample fields of war, Who wielded well both pen and scimitar, Each word a call, each sword flash a command. Who stood as guard to Aguinaldo’s…
Mi Ultimo Pensamiento, a translation of Jose Rizal’s original Spanish Mi Ultimo Adios to English by Luis G. Dato in 1927. By Luis G. Dato Farewell, dear isles beloved of sea and sky, Where once we envisioned the gleam of…