Sitor Situmorang
At the corner of Kebon Sirih
and Thamrin
I stopped. And looked up
at the neon lights
blinking on rooftops.
Metropolis!
I freeze under the streetlights.
Beyond the traffic lights
I think, therefore I am.
This is Jakarta
not Hong Kong
or Lake Toba.
I left all that
on a boat
one clear morning
long ago.
Now
it’s late.
Time to go home.
Divagyrations 