The Ocean.........

ALAM SEMESTA Telah banyak kutulis tentang langit. Tentang laut, angin dan gunung. Telah banyak kutulis tentang hidup. Tentang maut lara dan untung. Telah banyak............... Dan masih akan kutulis tentang langit. Tentang laut, angin dan burung-burung. Tentang hidup dan mati dan juga tentang cinta. Yang memberikan harapan dan kepercayaan. Membangkitkan manusia dari lemah putus asa. Dan menjadi hidup lebih berwarna.

UNIVERSE (Translation) I have written a lot about the sky. About the ocean, the wind and the mountain. I have written a lot about life. About death and profit. I have a lot...................... And still I am going to write about the sky. About the ocean, the wind, and also about love. Who gives hope and trust. To raise up the weak and hopeless To make this life is more colourful. (by Mutiara)

Sylvia Plath

You ask my why I spend my life writing?
Do I find entertainment?
Is it worthwhile?
Above all, does it pay?......
I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still......

Why I Love Melbourne

You'll find no shark

In Noble Park,

It's too from the sea,

Snakes don't kill

In Yarraville

(another place to be).



And if you fear

The Grizzly bear,

The tiger and the lion,

You safely go

To Ivanhoe

And find a bed to lie on.

........................................

........................................by Rolf Heinemann



The rest, please come to our dinner, once every three months!

Penyair - Poets

Cukup banyak yang baca puisi malam itu; Lou read Pablo, Rolf read his own poem 'Why I love Melbourne', Gerri read from Collection of Indonesian Poems, Helen read Henry Lawson, Bruce came but didn't read, Anton read Ned Kelly by Joe Byrne, Lucki came with Gerri but didn't read, Henny came with her husband Han and read something from Rendra I think! Karina didn't read hopefully next meeting in May. Tony read his own translation of Chairil Anwar.

Pablo Neruda

Lou senang sekali Pablo seperti juga Che:
Para mi corazon basta tu pecho,
para tu libertad basta mis alas.
Desde mi boca llegara hasta el cielo
lo que estaba dormido sobre tu alma.
...........................
...........................

Artinya:
Your breast is enough for my heart,
and my wings for your freedom.
what was sleeping above your soul will rise
out of my mouth to heaven.
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Aeschylus

Lebih dari 2000 tahun lalu
seorang penyair Yunani kuno Aeschylus menulis:
"....bahkan di dalam tidur kita, kepedihan yang tak bisa terlupakan, setetes demi setetes, jatuh di permukaan hati, datanglah kebijaksanaan kepada kita dari anugerah Tuhan yang dahsyat itu."
More than 2000 years ago, an ancient Greek poet Aeschylus wrote: "...........even in our sleep, pain that can not forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."

Next meeting: 19 February 2011, Garage Cafe, 221 Berkeley st, Carlton, 7.30pm!

The Garage Cafe

Bu Toban reads one poem from Contemporary Indonesian Poetry

Lila reads 'The Thought of Love' by Mutiara

Mas Totok reads Emha's poem for Mentawai & Yogya natural disaster!

Lou reads Pablo Neruda's poem, one of Che's favourite!

It's a pity Helen didnt read this time, lain kali ya?

'Are you talking to me? Saya hanya bisa bahasa Spanyol, sorry!'