Davao Harvest 2

(reposted from dom)

Edited by Ricardo M. de Ungria and Tita Lacambra Ayala
(Davao Writers Guild)
Exterior: Glossy softcover
Interior: 353 pages book paper with color prints
Price:P300.00 (excl. shipping and handling, if necessary)

DAVAO HARVEST 2, an anthology of short fiction, essays, poetry, drama, and art from Davao City, is now available from the Davao Writers Guild.

Covering nearly thirty years of literary and artistic activity in the city, DAVAO HARVEST 2 features more writers and artists than its predecessor. Literary works in Bisaya, Filipino, and English come from a stellar cast of award-winning Davao-based writers. Paintings from artists are reproduced in color. At 353 pages, DAVAO HARVEST 2 is a comprehensive view of the best of literature and art in Davao City.

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Computer Vision Syndrome

I got a new pair of glasses last December after months of squinting through computer monitors whenever filing my reports.

I chose to go back to my old doctor to monitor if there was any change in my eyesight - I had last had my eye checked at this clinic when I was in high school.

Not surprisingly, my condition had gotten worse with more exposure to computer screens.

I still had astigmatic vision, no biggie. I just got re-acquainted with the condition. Apparently, things both too close and far are blurry around the edges, my eyes not refracting enough light to form more solid images.

It was in that visit, however, that I was introduced to CVS or Computer Vision Syndrome: that burning sensation in the eyes known to frequent desktop/laptop users everywhere.

My doctor told me to monitor if there was pain in my eyeballs and get some rest when they do. (aside from prescribing eye drops to increase the moisture of my eyes.)

I left the clinic with a new pair of glasses and a newfound respect for a vision that I had abused my eyes all these years especially through the sleepless days of high school and the parties of college.

Of course there's the academic work.

During the jeepney ride home, I just stared outside the vehicle's window and watched the street scenes play.

I was missing this all the while: the depths in the various distances of things.