Rain in the City of Atlas

By Rara Sarasva

Rain always brings nostalgic
In the black puddles in your town halls
On the night of the week is always interrupted by time
In the arms that carries bitterness
In the tears that I always disguised by granules rain
And the heart is lost by uncontrolled anger.

December 10, 2012
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Rara Sarasva. Lives in Semarang, Central Java.

Captive

By Susy Ayu

your wide love like this kind
just a strait inch between the mainland and its
as far as a dandaka forest and alengka

your wide love like this kind
distance traveled salty and bitter
boundary between the shallow and deep

my heart as your prisoner
could never I prove it
that she is a virgin

Karimunjawa, October 2011
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Susy Ayu. Woman poets. Lives in Bekasi, West Java.

Light

By Sitok Srengenge

For you perhaps my attended just fictitious, though I’m not far from you
I dwell inside, is like a fire that animates the furnace
For you can be anything you want, I hope you did not hesitate my attend

Every time I watch outstretched wings that overlay an area of the universe
Translucent hands touching objects so bright
Despite the love, hate and lies, always as ephemeral mirage

I glory in the heart, in thought I was intelligent, in a follow-me beauty
I'm pointing the way, my spark of hope. Uncover the veil of knowledge,
explain my understanding. Relieve my footsteps to freedom
I'm light, making it a virtual muddy, give love

I was the rainy season, weeping bitterly begging sun series
I weather the night, the moon shined bright for the clamp
Shoots like a yearning, I swerved to reach you in vain
Flattery the body, snap soul, until one day I was devastated after dusk

True light radiating from within
Bright light outside only faint reflections
If your eyes closed universe dark
Undoubtedly an expert body when the light goes out

May 26, 2011
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Sitok Srengenge. The famous poets. Live in Jakarta.

Look in the Full Moon Eyes of Ima

By Skylashtar Maryam

I'm looking for full days behind the eyes, Ima
had embeddable night, possibly abducted and missing rain
which clearly did not find any single fluorescent light in between the eyebrows and cheek
smooth cheek, which was always making out that red
full now sow drops
while the stalk was not one star that I could reap
not from the quivering lips
not from your breasts are blooming

will keep looking for that full moon, Ima
probably not above your belly,
not inside your warm womb
especially to your eyes...


June 9, 2011
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Skylashtar Maryam. Often writing in various media. Living in Bandung.