by Sapardi Djoko Damono
One day later
My body will die
But in the distich of this poem
I wouldn’t acquiesce you alone
One day later
My voice wouldn’t be heard again
Yet among rows of this poem
I will steadfast investigate you
One day later
My vision will be unrecognized again
Yet, in the letter cracks of this poem
I’ll look for you forever
4 komentar:
mantab kali mok...
ya iyalaaah....
*pake gaya genit*
:P
It' s the first time I have heard that in Macedonia, obits are an unusual observe. You have wonderfully written the post. I have liked your way of writing this. Thanks for sharing this.
Numpan share gan..
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