Sebagai penulis yang sering dipertanyakan kenapa ângehekâ, ânyinyirâ, âborjuisâ, âkeminggrisâ, saya berhutang banyak kepada puisi-puisi Toeti Heraty (Rest In Eternal Cocktail Party) sehingga akhirnya saya berani menjadi diri saya sendiri yang sepenuhnyaângehek, nyinyir, borjuis, keminggris. Kalau penyair laki-laki sok kosmopolitan segenerasinya seperti Goenawan Mohamad, misalnya, membuat kota-kota di luar negeri sebagai latar belakang eksotis puisi-puisiContinue reading “Madame la directrice, I đ You”
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nibi-iro
you’re in rude health a bubble protected by maiming a universe of malice milk blooms in a gutter respite is rare death undoes so many glue yourself to your screen
tidak ada poetry
sebuah lorong di bawah rel kereta api yang bukan tempat tinggalku, sampah yang menghitam dari api dan sikap acuh pejalan kaki, semprotan DDT yang sebentar aku kira asap sate, tidak ada poetry. aku berjalan tegap lurus ke depan, sol sepatuku kulit, hand-made, mengetuk aspal seperti bosan, tidak ada poetry. aku berjalan menggandeng anakku perempuan, menghindariContinue reading “tidak ada poetry”
howl 2
how would you intervene how would you caress the sun how would you deconstruct an oil spill how would you dance in a field of grass how would you enervate desires how would you imitate a tree, a pond, an idea of stillness how would you recuperate how would you come to me how wouldContinue reading “howl 2”
Wongso Lemu
Your family not travelling with you? No, they just didnât feel like it this time. Are you staying at the usual place? Yep, the usual. Pretty tacky. Maybe thatâs why I like it. I still havenât been to your place. No. I wrote about it already in one of my poems though. I said youContinue reading “Wongso Lemu”
mulk
I want a kind of plain-ness Your faint, pale moustache A cotton shirt Turbaned around your head I want partying And the careful gesticulation of mad-ness
pemancar
marilah berbagi intertekstualiti. mari main rock paper scissors dengan oulipoem oulipoemmu. apakah kamu bahagia pernah memeriksa the state of public laundries di rue vilin? apakah perasaanmu saat melihat stiker air gabon di jendela hamam hamam yang tak berpintu? marilah berbagi hati instead. di manakah penjaringan? di manakah muara angke? di manakah tinja tinja yang mengambangContinue reading “pemancar”
essai du monde
getting up in the freezing cold morning frost on the grass in the backyard at tante anaâs trying to understand macbeth i liked how lady macbeth was fucking hot in the polanski version
nicarahua
reenacting familiar scenes (from a home video) we traced the map of nicaragua to help us trace our possible futures the dead ends taking in all the cold and humiliation we’re on a different plane i’m tracing lines in the sand you’re rebuilding imagination out of vectors
the bull ring
insanity no time limit transgressions in the midst of space knockoff champs vintage henleys your miss-conceptions i wonder if in Cape Town nothing is as small as the rain. a KFC bucket Ramadhan insurgence lying on your back the boot of a Holden Kingswood a comet explodes shattering colours your corona
Divagyrations 