Under The Banner of Reformation
A don’t know
What I’m happy
Or suffering
Every time
When last night
I had dreamed about you
When my wife
Had been fast asleep
After watch the last film on TV
Where all children were lied on the floor
While the vane of fan rotary
Along night
Ah, hot wheatear
In draught
I have been waiting for along time
Your desirable hair coil
On the old rattan chair
My hand to and fro open
The old magazine
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The Old Rattan Chairs
When I received that letter
I sat on an old rattan chair
Under the Yellow Bamboo tree
Where its leaf flyingdown on the frontyard
Of my guesthouse
And I don’t bother of whoever back and forth in front of me
I know the opening and contents sentences of word by word
Because I know her during sevenyears
Since the second years of senior high school
Till finishing the bachelor arts on Pagelaran,
The streets of Sosrowijayan, a cross to the Tugu Station, and than through
Bumijo, Gowongan kidul, till front of autocar-services
There is a house number 48, Gowongan Lor,
Leaving out of carved our breath
From the house lizard story as a symbol of could bad happens
To the realities of fact that my father were dying
At the hospital till deadly ceremony
Night before burial
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Banda Aceh 2
Sun of Banda Aceh burn the
my Body pore
Flaking husk
Second moment [of] my footh
Have to step non-stoped
Circle to knock each door
Rousing grandmother
What fall down the body
Because hot weather sting the
Old husk of its bone bandage
Looking of Window and door
Bunged up
From empty house
Without dweller
dusty and Silent here and there
Non-Stop by step
Turn and knock at
Where met by the slipper, shoe
Natty align in front of door
What is friendliness of people who medium
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Ajisaka
I later that night, did not want to be alone, here
I want to watch the Night
when people around the palace, silence
Not to speak and speak sapa
Meditating on the Word of Natural hundreds of centuries ago
Turn of the year, the turn of the night
Many people around the court all night long
Blessed hope
Driving around the palace as night patrolling officers
A security guard in every alley, every street
Looked with suspicion on the doors are still open
Are there people still keep a watch on them
Or was sound asleep, and sleep in the cradle of his dreams
Meanwhile, night birds, flapping their wings looking in
Rays are still a crescent moon, a star pendarnya looking away
Reciting praises to Ida Sang Hyang Widi
Hopefully tonight mankind free from sambekala, when bebendu
The Teacher, Harjono, suck smile, advised:
If this works out in the puja and prayers,
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From The Book: Negara Kertagama 5
Like this the beauty of wide field 'watangan' as do not have
boundary
Glorious Mahamantri, nob, ministrant of king in Java,
in their most face
high level Bayangkari of crowded propose
in secondary step
In northside palace door in south of lord
and writter
In west shares: some long hall until
'mercudesa'
Crowded of officer and ministrant
and also all heroic custodian
In south shares rather far: some space,
'mandapa'and hall
Residence serve the His Majesty of 'Paguhan'
undertake facing
Enter the second door, unfolding of palace page; yard
alight
Flatten and wide with the beautiful house contain the chair
dressing smartly
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