Dear Vachel,  Let the Bread's Rhyme



I am longing for disturbing evening

Miserable floating in regardless owl weeping

Lost boy with lost path

Dying in the hands of wrath


I am longing for Your existance

But no one comes over

Except you the lost one like me

You're not Imogen

The one I need most.


Et ego petrarca in lingua vetera scribo

Selected Poems 1999 - 2002


Monday, October 13, 2008

Jim Carroll, Timothy Armstrong dan Aku

To Jim Carroll: For Your Endless Desire

...And out come the wolves,

Their paws trampling the snow,

The alphabet, I stand on my head and watch it all go away...

(Junky Man - Rancid & Jim Carroll)



Manusia yang berlaku jorok

Kepalanya penuh ide-ide bobrok

Mulutnya lepas dalam cakap tanpa guna

Tangannya nakal seperti penjarah

Kaki yang mirip raksasa mitologi penginjak istirah

Hatinya meletup emosi murka ke segala arah.

 

Sial!

Kalau engkau hanya

Membebas

Coba diri keluar dari bentuk.

 

 

Dari Kumpulan Introducing Irony - Selected Poems 1996

Digubah di Oktober 2008


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1 comment:

Ivan Jenggot said...

mmmmmmmmm.....mas tito.

October 14, 2008 at 12:11 AM

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Amazing Works

Romance

Romance, who loves to nod and sing
With drowsy head and folded wing
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been—most familiar bird—
Taught me my alphabet to say,
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child—with a most knowing eye.

Of late, eternal condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky;
And when an hour with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings,
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away—forbidden things—
My heart would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.

- Edgar Allan Poe

Friend Surrounding