Persahabatan Kita (Solopos, 08 Oktober 2006)

Saturday 13 September 2008

Dimuat Solopos, Edisi : Minggu, 08 Oktober 2006 , Hal.V

hari ini ku takkan kemana
menunggu apa yang terjadi

semua yang kuharap semula
dari lubuk ku tajam memaknai
ramai!
nan damai!

kunjungku harapkan
biar terbawa sampai kau mau
otakku takkan mampu mencernai, kawan!
aku harus ikuti saja kemauan isi hatiku
tetapi..!
saranmu akan s'lalu kuingat kawan!
di lubuk yang hampir mati ini

aku takkan kemana
kemanapun ku langkahkan kaki
kan tiba juga kita bersua kembali
lagi, disini...

memang...!

segala pertemuan itu menyenangkan
tapi pula harus kita renungkan, kawan!
segala pertemuan itu pasti ada perpisahan
bukankah!
itu sudah jadi kodrat Ilahi

dan kaupun menangis terharu dan bahagia
kawanku...
bagaimana jalan panjang kita nanti ?
ingatkah kau padaku...
pada sobatsobat kita...

semua...

dan akupun takkan kemana
kan ku jaga persahabatan kita
atau terkoyak waktu!
selamanya...
jadi beku!

Karanganyar,- - -
Selengkapnya: Persahabatan Kita (Solopos, 08 Oktober 2006)

Chairil Anwar : Poet of A Generation

Wednesday 27 August 2008

Chairil’s poetic vitality was never in balance with his physical condition, which grew weaker as a result of his chaotic lifestyle. Before he could turn twenty-seven, he had already contracted a number of illnesses. In the last days of his life, he wrote a poem that read thus:

The Seized and the Severed the darkness and passing wind overtake me
and the room where the one I long for shivers with night’s penetration; trees stand like dead memorials but in Karet, yes, Karet Cemetery – my future locale – there, the wind howls, too.

I put my room in order, and myself as well, in the chance that you might come and I may once again unleash a new story for you; but now it’s only my hands that move, emptily my body is still and alone, as frozen stories and events pass by On April 28, 1949, Chairil Anwar passed away at the CBZ Hospital (now R.S. Ciptomangunkusomo) in Jakarta. And indeed, he was buried at Karet Cemetery the next day. In memory of the words he left behind, April 28th is now celebrated as Literature Day in Indonesia.

POEMS OF CHAIRIL ANWAR

My Friend And I
For L.K. Bohang

We share the same path, late at night
with the fog, penetrating
and the rain, drenching our bodies.
Ships freeze in the harbor.
My blood curdles. My mind congeals.
Who is it that speaks?
My friend is but a skeleton
scourged of his strength.
He asks the time!
It is so late.
All meaning has sunk and drowned
and motion has no purpose.
(1943)

No, Woman!
No, woman! What lives in me
still easily evades your fevered and dark embrace,
intent on finding the greenness of another sea,
to be again on the ship where we first met,
surrendering the rudder to the wind,
our eyes fixed on waiting stars.
Something flapping its wings, again conveys
Tai Po and the secret of the Ambonese Sea.
Such is woman! A single vague line
is all I can write
in my flight towards her enigmatic smile.
(1945)

Announcement
To dictate is not my intent,
Fate is separate loneliness-es.
I choose you from among the rest, but
in a moment we are snared by loneliness once more.
There was a time I truly wanted you,
to be as children in crowning darkness,
and we kissed and fondled, not tiring.
I did not want to ever let you go.
Do not unite your life with mine,
for I cannot be with anyone for very long
I write now on a ship, in some nameless sea.
(1946)

Pines in the Distance
Pines scatter in the distance,
as day becomes night,
branches slap weakly at the window,
pushed by a sultry wind.
I’m now a person who can survive,
so long ago I left childhood behind,
though once there was something,
that now counts for nothing at all.
Life is but postponement of defeat,
a growing estrangement from youth’s unfettered love
a knowing there’s always something left unsaid,
before we finally acquiesce.
(1949)

Oleh  Tinuk Yampolsky

Sumber: http://www.seasite.niu.edu/flin/literature/chairil-anwar_lat15.html

THE SEIZED AND THE SEVERED
|Chairil Anwar

the darkness and passing wind overtake me
and the room where the one I long for shivers
with night’s penetration; trees stand like dead memorials

but in Karet, yes, Karet Cemetery – my future locale – there, the wind howls, too

I put my room in order, and myself as well, in the chance that you might come
and I may once again unleash a new story for you;
but now it’s only my hands that move, emptily

my body is still and alone, as frozen stories and events pass by

1949


YANG TERAMPAS DAN YANG PUTUS
|Chairil Anwar

kelam dan angin lalu mempesiang diriku,
menggigir juga ruang di mana dia yang kuingin,
malam tambah merasuk, rimba jadi semati tugu

di Karet, di Karet (daerahku y.a.d) sampai juga deru dingin

aku berbenah dalam kamar, dalam diriku jika kau datang
dan aku bisa lagi lepaskan kisah baru padamu;
tapi kini hanya tangan yang bergerak lantang

tubuhku diam dan sendiri, cerita dan peristiwa berlalu beku

1949

(penginggrisan dilakukan oleh John H. McGlynn)
 


Sumber: Facebook Sunardian Wirodono
Selengkapnya: Chairil Anwar : Poet of A Generation

(Fiksimini) Sumpek

Saturday 9 August 2008

"Ah dunia makin sumpek ya booo...'""Huuuh...makin gerah ni...aku rindu masa kecil dulu...suka bermain di sawah...xixixixi...angon sapi ama kambing...nyari kayu bakar...bergelut dengan jangkrik..."sekarang susah...gerah mulu...

Karanganyar,  210108


*) Ekohm Abiyasa
Selengkapnya: (Fiksimini) Sumpek

Kacamata Zaman (Solopos, 02 Oktober 2005)

Saturday 16 February 2008

Dimuat di harian Solopos, Edisi : Minggu, 02 Oktober 2005 , Hal.IV
 
kacamataku menelusup hendak mencari sesuatu
di perut bumi dalam buaian hidung licinnya
menggali semakna bintang pagi disana
aku tak kamu tak tahu arti langit bisu...
bumi bisu...
matahari...bintang pagi...
aku lihat dikebalauan kacamata zaman...meredam
setiap lipatan angan melayang...kosong
aku tahu kamu pernah bersama bintang
namun jangan biarkan
khayalan meracuni bayang
bayang kilauan kacamata benderang
sepanjang zaman
antara langit dan bumi
tersimpan arti hidup sejati
dibalik diulang diambil hikmah
kitalah hendak tak serakah

Karanganyar, 040105



Selengkapnya: Kacamata Zaman (Solopos, 02 Oktober 2005)

Negri Impian yang Pilu (Solopos, 30 Oktober 2005)

Dimuat di harian Solopos, Edisi : Minggu, 30 Oktober 2005 , Hal.IV
 
ku olah kata menjadi sepatah kalimat yang dapat kau ucap

"negri impian yang penuh tikus merayap"
lalu kau berpikir tentang kalimat itu
negriku luka dukaku penuh pilu tiada malu

Karanganyar, 250905
Selengkapnya: Negri Impian yang Pilu (Solopos, 30 Oktober 2005)

 
 
 

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