Hay, Gugma! - A Poetry Reading in Praise & Lamentation of Love

Start:     Feb 11, '06 6:30p
Location:     Kahayag Café, M.J. Cuenco Ave., Mabolo, Cebu City
In anticipation of Valentine’s Day and in celebration of February as National Arts Month, the Women in Literary Arts, Inc. (WILA) is hosting a poetry reading dubbed "Hay, Gugma! In Praise and Lamentation of Love". Flooding the stage with words of passion and longing will be Cebuano literary greats such as Ernesto Lariosa, Tem Adlawan and Myke Obenieta. The floor will also be opened to anyone who wants to share a sigh of contentment or regret over that four-letter word poets have been writing about since the beginning of time.

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  1. cathy alvarezFebruary 8, 2006 at 10:56 PM

    mao ni ang naay tequila? =)

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  2. erlinda alburoFebruary 12, 2006 at 7:44 PM

    I don't know how to post pictures here so I'll be emailing you the few I took last Saturday (have to ask someone else to transfer fotos to computer), hopefully tomorrow. Also, kindly post the announcement in Freeman today of a Children's Literature Writeshop (as it is called) sponsored by FEU (Jimmy An Lim's brainchild) to be held in Baguio sometime in April. Travel expenses not included though. Deadline is March 15 (I think, check lang). linda

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