Francisco R. Albano
I am a Filipino college professor and I teach Latin, Aesthetics, Political Philosophy, Strategy and Tactics of Local Church Renewal (Base Communities) , and Community Organizing
My hobbies are writing, reading and gardening.
I eat well, rest well, work well, and pray a little. more »
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Francisco R. Albano Poems
Song For Anna
I went around Looking for carnations. I couldn’t find any.
Another Theory Of Echoes
In the beginning Before beginnings God said Let there be light
To Deaconess No!
On her natal day, September 25,2011 May you always be God's masterpiece of art
Asun of the Revolution
In memory of Sr. Asuncion C. Martinez, ICM,84 + July 21,1994
God Of The Other, The Other Of God
A footnote to Levinas (12January06—25December95) Unto his image Unto the image and likeness
Silent Night, Holy Night
(After Mategna’s “Night”) Claim this night,
Homecoming 2: The Church
All the streets lead to the sacred temple Built by the town’s flesh and bones, Its spirit, the blood of life freely given. The secret is tabernacled here
In Holy Week
His prayer abides That we be gentleness of his ways Of his hands breaking bread Pouring wine of health and cheer
Zacharias in Advent
Imagine this man, A priest, no less, Not believing an angel! No life comes from
St. Benedict of Nursia
His mountains design flight of earth Rise of self to the top Where word and silence stop The inner eye seeing
Regard this Cuetlaxochitle de pascua La flor de la Noche Buena Love offering of Mexico
Our truth, Our way, Our life, Be always the Risen Lord.
Let midnight in Starlight moonlight and lamplight Sunlight and mindlight
A Secret of Journeys
In memoriam: Mario V. Bolasco The manner of leaving
Comments about Francisco R. Albano
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Song For Anna
I went around
Looking for carnations.
I couldn’t find any.
Then it struck me
That today probably
Isn’t for flowers,
But simply for this
Little poem for you
Written on a delicate
Page of sunlight.