Posted by PuJa on
Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
From you the passion blows up skin and content, the life’s spirit of east and west jumps up and down
to the bosom of cloud embraces the wave, when the color doesn’t question about the light anymore (XI: I).
To you is ended the thirsty souls, the strength of odor’s copulation
assaults tightly onto the altar of worship, the flapping of butterflies in sex flutter tiredly (XI: II). (lebih…)
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Posted by PuJa on
Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
When the air sway smallest pieces of your hair,
the cloud- cumulus be in throng moved covers the skin of firmament (XII: I).
Its wings stretch on the hill without stars,
and then heard the gending-gending that comes from cluster of village,
the beginning place of visiting from the langgam without told (XII: II). (lebih…)
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Posted by PuJa on
Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
He pours out the command words of the eternality of wave,
the mist overflowing climbs down the peninsula of sky at across island
and the power of yearning is shingled by firmament (XIII: I).
When the eagle are floating, you pulls its soul’s restrains,
the wind- wave are never stop to infiltrate your sand’s core,
that is the shadow of it self had arrived at the gate of waiting (XIII: II). (lebih…)
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Posted by PuJa on
Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
The misty roads lays leafs down, the bird flies is covered by the dark,
the sign of its chirp follows the season, where the seeds are breeding (XIV: I).
The formation of white cloud at purple sky of the old taught,
everything on earth is slept with deep sleep by wave swinging, and it is at the nearest distant (XIV: II). (lebih…)
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