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, September 14, 2009

Berbahagia dalam sepi



Jika engkau merasa kesepian
Maka lemparkanlah kata kepada gelap
Dan biarkan pekat membelenggumu.

Tiada kuasa atasmu untuk beringsut
Dalam sabar dan keyakinan
Hingga Ibu melemparkan doa sayangnya
Dan memelukmu hangat.

Sendiri membuatmu yakin
Bahwa tidak ada yang abadi dalam kefanaan
Dan tidak ada fana dalam keabadian
Cerita ini akan meregangkan igamu
Hingga ke batas ketiadaan.

Carilah si tuna
Lalu lihatlah dirimu
SayangNya tentu melebihi apapun
Atas dirimu kini.
Berbahagialah dalam sepi.

Berbahagialah dalam sepi.


Dago, September 12, 2009


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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

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