Teater Bisu

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

author : Dorothea Herliany


kutempuh perjalanan sunyi sepanjang ceruk luka kota tua.
masehi dalam sehelai daun lontar dan sejarah diam batu tua.
: manusia memburu seperti sekawanan serigala.
memburu dirinya sendiri yang separoh lumpuh dan renta.
usia dalam kuadrat tak terhitung. jam dalam weker beku
gelembung waktu.


kutempuh pelarian gagap melipat kota kenangan dalam chaos.
beribu surat dan iklan baris, sekotak kartu nama dan dering telepon.
saudara tua yang telah meringkuk dalam kenangan puisi.
orangorang tak dikenal di sepanjang trotoar sejarah.

kutempuh kelana dalam dengus kantuk yang celaka.
pengembaraan luka di antara simphoni dan gending gamelan.
puisi tak terbaca menggarit granit atas nisan orangorang tercinta.

Athena, 2003


Theatre of the Dumb

i follow a lonely road along a hollow wound in this old city.
the messiah on a sacred palm-leaf, unspoken history on an old rock:
mankind hunting like a pack of wolves.
hunting its own weary and half worn out self.
age in innumerable quarters. time in broken clocks,
bubbles of time.

i follow an awkward haste which enfolds the dream city in chaos.
thousands of letters and lines of advertisements, a box of name-cards,
the telephone ringing all the time. old men bent over their poems.
strangers along the footpaths of history.

i follow a traveller through his accursed snoring.
wandering in a wound between a symphony and the gamelan.
an unreadable poem scratched in granite on the grave of those we love.

Athens 2003.

 

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