Thursday, May 22, 2014

Quiet Night Thoughts by Li Bai

The moonlight glistens in front of my bed.

I thought it was the frost on the ground.

I lift my gaze to view the shimmering moon,

Then lower my head, and miss my homeland.

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Funeral Blues by Auden

W.H. Auden died on this day in 1973. He died in Vienna, and was buried in Kirchstetten.

"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good."

--Funeral Blues (Song IX / from Two Songs for Hedli Anderson)

Monday, October 8, 2012

Aku Ingin oleh Sapardi Djoko Damono

 Oleh : Sapardi Djoko Damono

 Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana

dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan

kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu

 Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana

 dengan isyarat yang tak sempat disampaikan

 awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada

Thursday, May 10, 2012

T. Alias Taib- Kata Rumah Api

aku lilin meleleh dibakar bulan

aku lilin pedih ditusuk karang

kepada kapal mengantuk

dan kelasi mabuk

kuhantar sepercik cahaya

kepada dua kekasih

yang sedang berkasih

kuhampar sebidang tikar

siapakah pernah mengukur

berapa dalam

sepiku yang riuh?

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Miracle Fair

Commonplace miracle:
that so many commonplace miracles happen.

An ordinary miracle:
in the dead of night
the barking of invisible dogs.

One miracle out of many:
a small, airy cloud
yet it can block a large and heavy moon.

Several miracles in one:
an alder tree reflected in the water,
and that it's backwards left to right
and that it grows there, crown down
and never reaches the bottom,
even though the water is shallow.

An everyday miracle:
winds weak to moderate
turning gusty in storms.

First among equal miracles:
cows are cows.

Second to none:
just this orchard
from just that seed.

A miracle without a cape and top hat:
scattering white doves.

A miracle, for what else could you call it:
today the sun rose at three-fourteen
and will set at eight-o-one.

A miracle, less surprising than it should be:
even though the hand has fewer than six fingers,
it still has more than four.

A miracle, just take a look around:
the world is everywhere.

An additional miracle, as everything is additional:
the unthinkable
is thinkable.

Wislawa Szymborska

Monday, April 9, 2012

The Red Wheelbarrow-William Carlos William

so much depends


a red wheel


glazed with rain


beside the white


The Red Wheelbarrow - Stress and rhythm analysis
LineTextStress patternSyllables
1so much dependsMMuM4
3a red wheeluM S3
5glazed with rainMuS3
7beside the whiteuMuS4


u: unstressed syllable

S: stressed syllable

M: medium stressed syllable

The life that I have

Is all that I have

And the life that I have

Is yours

The love that I have

Of the life that I have

Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have

A rest I shall have

Yet death will be but a pause

For the peace of my years

In the long green grass

Will be yours and yours and yours.

Leo Marks