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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
The spirit of poetry before blown by the poet, it was still wafting in the sky of the spiritual of creation. How to struggle the light of feeling is so tired. Like water is boiling on the stove with the flame of eternity.
Ripen substances of experience till no bacteria remains. From there comes the clarity of beginning, his own soul is suggested for the sake of spewing long embodied the flaming. As a birth of certitude, after long yearning encumbered. (lebih…)
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Indonesia, Song of Red and White
my country where my mother lived and died
giving birth to five deaths, five silent deaths
silence of little babies lying cold on the tears-stained sheet of the bed
all the dreams, all the hopes of a noisy future
cut off and sliced by five angels of death
angels of envy, angels of burning crosses
angels that only dared to scare five little new born babies (lebih…)
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Looking for Charles Bukowski in K Rd
shit & death is everywhere
except around K Rd
retro paradise of alcoholic angels
& prophets of semen redemption
its skyline has the colour of Timothy Leary’s rainbow
guarded by clean-shaven Dunhill-smoking Tae Bo-practising Herculeses
carefully assessing the initiates to the temples of Zeus (lebih…)
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evil groom
let me do some infidelity first
before we talk
of marriage
of children
of all the happiness that young couples dream of
I’m a fallen angel
destined to be human
in the rainbow of the city’s night lights (lebih…)
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