For Suhrawardi
Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
The shadow came to tantalize the night
stroke by the light was hunting the rotation.
Pursuing shriek distance of conscience
wandered the quiet and silent clay. Lanjutkan membaca “[INTERPRETS SHADOW]”
To W.S. Renda
Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
Greeting came into the valleys blend in the fog of switch over
led by path of old hill picking the wind of light.
Birds chirp tells about blue nest, the dew caromed
to keep the promises fell onto the hall marble floors which absorbs. Lanjutkan membaca “[RECEIVES LAKE OF BALLAD]”
Written by Fakhrunnas MA Jabbar
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
It had so many times cherry tree near the veranda were cancelled to cut off. Yes, I was the one who always maintain it. Even that was after arguing in long way with Imah, my wife. In once time, Imah was right, that the cherry tree was not so leafy just brought about disaster. Long time ago, Fais, our eight year oldest sun, ever been fell after he was hanging on the one of its branches. He sprained and he had to surgical operated in hospital. Yes, that was the first time of idea given by my wife to cut off that cherry tree. With all resistance, apparently the tree could survive. Lanjutkan membaca “A CHERRY TREE AT VERANDA”
Written by Olyrinson
Translated by Agus B.Harianto
The twilight assaulted that woman at veranda when the sun was very low and hazy that started to go down. The cold wind dropped leafs off and made them wafted to the holes of heaping land’s scratching. The drizzle may be fall soon. That woman rolled her hair and tied it with rubber tier. She just finished to bathe didn’t feel so nervous like that time. Lanjutkan membaca “SANDY CLAY”
