Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it.
Now I understand 
why the old poets of China went so far
and high 
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
"The Old Poets of China" by Mary Oliver

Editor: Armando Malay, Jr.
Price: PhP 150 • Availability: In stock
Year of Publication: 2001

".....in the waning years of the 20th century, that convergence of vivid psychological and historical moments were seemingly constitutive of the spirit, if not the substance of a radically difference social order in most human communities the world over."