Rabu, 15 Januari 2020

16. Gilang Teguh Pambudi Behind the Eyes of the Wind Daily


Gilang Teguh Pambudi

Behind the Eyes of the Wind Daily

trees that grow above local regulations
what is his life like?
roots, leaves, even fruit like what?
because politics is mentioned
often a disaster
like when half of the city's lungs are gone
because regulations and politics justify it
while bush and untidiness
on disputed lands
in the seven corners of the city
can be years
a heartbreaking embellishment
which is also justified by law
or toxic wastes take over the river
because justice and politics are timid
or forced to wait for time
and we do live in law
while continuing to question,
whose justice does it have?
then we look in the law
and the politics of power that continues to follow him,
what do our faces look like?
what our posture and height are like
the way of walking and the sharpness of our inner eyes
in political turmoil that asks to be won?
even our worship
the totality of our surrender
straight open interpretations
can be warped, is considered to violate the law
or needs to be opposed by political doors
who hide behind the eyes of the wind daily
so that the spaciousness of life does not take sides
Kemayoran, 31 07 2019

Gilang Teguh Pambudi,  real name is Prihana Teguh Pambudi. Born in a coffee plantation around the tourist area of Curug Sewu, Kendal, Central Java. Then domiciles move around, in Sukabumi, Bandung, Purwakarta, West Java and in Kemayoran, Jakarta. After not teaching at school, a long career as an Indonesian Radio Person, including being the organizer of various cultural events. Start writing in newspapers since high school class 1 / SPGN. Then actively fostering various art communities --- especially literature, pictures and theater, while continuing to write and become a resource person for Literary Appreciation. His poems contained in various anthologies of shared poetry and anthology of poetry itself. His two most recent poetry anthology books, JALAK (Jakarta In a Sack) and TAGAR (Gapura Dance). While in the process of publishing, Climb the Sky --- 100 Scouts Poetry Action.

17. Fahmi Wahid Independent Journey


Fahmi Wahid

Independent Journey

This land is a road of war
that our warriors have walked through
armed with a spiky bamboo
fluttering a spirit robe enveloped him
no trembling and bitter in the drum of his chest
to struggle with all means and efforts
seize islands and oceans from the colony

The black misty universe in the valley of fire
was very good at hearing warriors
bet lives for future generations
despite falling in the drizzle of bullets
even if the bones side by side on their own land

On a journey to win independence
magical unimaginable struggle
I feel from the silent gravestones in the warrior's grave
always remembered on the anniversary of Heroes' Day
one thousand flower arrangements thanks
remains unpaid by your service to the country

We must remain in the mirror on this trip
that our work for the nation has not yet been done
compared to the knights in the fiery battlefield
like our warriors who are now eternally calm

But to this day I read in the face of the morning paper
still showing hatred among fellow people
breaking the chain of brotherhood and breaking up differences
but this is the archipelago: our land of life and death
get back together holding each other tightly together
on the red and white wave at the peak of independence
in the footsteps of serving Indonesia's integrity

Fahmi Wahid (Drs. HM Fahmi Wahid, M. MPd.), Born in Barabai, Hulu Sungai Tengah on August 3, 1964. He served as Chair of the Murakata Arts Council (DKM) and Deputy Chair of the Indonesian Literature Association (HIMSI) HST, after moved to Balangan to foster Sanggar Mamang Balangan. Received an Art Prize (in literature) from the Governor of South Kalimantan (2011). Anthology of his single poem: The Voice of the Outback (2016) and Dust Journey (2018). His works are also widely summarized in shared anthology, among others: State of the Sea (2018), Tropical Rain Forest (2018), Traces of Love on Earth Raflesia (2018) Rainy City Epitaph (2018), Wangian Kembang (2018), Kunanti in Kampar Kiri (2018) ), A Skyful of Rain (2018), Time Feather (2018), Gus Funk (2019), Fire Minutes (2019), Surak Sumampai (2019). Sharing Happiness (2019). Meratus Sang Ban Rindu Anak Banua (2019), Swara Masnuna (2019), etc. The biography is in the Literature Encyclopedia of South Kalimantan (Publisher of the Ministry of National Education, Language Center, Balai Bahasa Banjarmasin, 2008) and in What and Who is the Indonesian Poet (Yayasan Hari Poisi, 2017). And also published in the rubrics of the Kalimantan Media newspaper, Radar Banjarmasin and Banjarmasin Post.

18 Muchlis Darma Putra Freedom is me


Muchlis Darma Putra

Freedom is me

Freedom  is me
in between the silent silence
wind that does not fight
touch the hill; past

free is me
among the groans of fishing barges
tunable whistling gulls arise drowning
prayer to prayer continues

free is me
hoeing the fields in faith
in the hot sun.
cotton blast with wind;
stop in my hair quietly

free is me
sit whole whole
Hill; sea and fields
one breath for God
Banyuwangi, 2019

Muchlis Darma Putra, born in Glenmore, Banyuwangi, East Java. Actively works poetry, short stories and paintings. His works can be found in various anthology books, both regional and national. Two anthology poetry books are: Kado from Rantau (2011), One Pink poem (2013). His poems can also be found in the poetry anthology, including Proud I Become the People of Indonesia, (2012), Carta Farfalla (2012), Hugging Luka (2013), etc. His poems can also be found in Radar Banyuwangi Newspaper, Dinamika News and Madura Daily News. Staying in Banyuwangi.

19 Roymon Lemosol In an independent land


Roymon Lemosol

In an independent land

in a land that has been independent for decades
I see the people are still up in arms
maintain customary rights over customary lands

in a land that has been independent for decades
I heard the voice of his people moaning in pain
heavily in debt

in a land that has been independent for decades
I witnessed its people striving to fight
fight poverty

in a land that has been independent for decades
I followed the people hobbling
seeking justice

in a land that has been independent for decades
I spell the mer-de-ka-ness
Ambon, August 1, 2019

Roymon Lemosol, born in Lumoli, West Seram Regency, Maluku, August 24, 1971. His poems have graced the pages of a number of local and national media, including Fuly Magazine, Asau, Lombok Post, Suara NTB, Banjarmasin Post, Riau Post, Riau Post Indonesia, Media Indonesia etc. Some are contained in dozens of shared anthologies. His poem "Return" won the Poetry Choice of the Great Movement of 1000 Asean Teachers Writing Poetry in 2019. The book collection of his poems, A Wound from the Land of the Night (Rain Roots, 2015), Traces of Love in the Land of Kings (Teras Budaya, 2019).

20 Mim A Murshid Page Seventeen August


Mim A Murshid

Page Seventeen August

Later on the seventeenth of August,
We will again disturb ourselves with the harsh reality of this country.
Mr. leader of the country
Standing tall on the podium of the ceremony and telling stories like in previous years;

With a smile, he said that the age number of our country was independent
But forgot to mention how many children do not go to school in remote villages
He pointed to the dashing photos of the faces of warriors and heroes
But never want to care about faces without a job
He will also remind us that a great nation is a nation that respects the struggles of its heroes
But he forgets that in many places the bosses are reluctant to reward the hard work of the workers at full pay

Seventy-four years Indonesia has been independent
A young number for the age of a nation
But it takes so long until the day we see and find the reality

Seventeen August,
That was a day when we all arrived to be forgetful
Forgetting that there are different meanings of workers and slaves
Forgetting that independence means we don't prey on each other
Forgetting that this nation belongs together, not just a wealthy group

Mr. the leader of that country,
If later in his speech he invited me to be grateful for this independence
I will only ask the extent to which he has expelled the Dutch who clotted in his bloodstream
Madura, 2019

Mim A Murshid, an art student from Sapudi Island, Sumenep. Writing poetry since 2014. Engaged in the Dhamar Community and Poetry Circle Taneyan Lanjheng. His work was published in Radar Madura, Gallery Renjana Pena, NusantaraNews.co, Kawaca.com, Paragraph Bulletin, etc. His latest anthology shares happiness (Media Reader: 2019).

21. Teguh Prayitno Incense


Teguh Prayitno


Keep on going.
heading in the direction I've been waiting for,
in the horizon miss the violet blue,
I will capture your face color,
like dim twilight,
set with orange lanterns ...
Bring your mystical smile,
light incense from the scent of your skin,
I want a magic spell to enter,
so that my soul is no longer awake,
get lost as far as possible,
in the shade of your shady soul ...
Kep. Riau, 07/26/2019

Teguh Prayitno, is an Indonesian poet writing in several national anthologies such as in the Indonesian Literary Poetry Granary.

22. Wardjito Soeharso Freedom


Wardjito Soeharso


The wind blows over the land
Bringing news of raining soon coming
Trees dance with their twigs
Making leaves enjoy shaking
Birds sing a morning greeting
In a concerto of green whistle
While the sun smiles welcoming the day
Sharing warmth to the earth
Reflecting light from the ocean

Freedom of nature is a freedom for all
Nature of freedom must be a freedom from man
That's the basic principle of knowledge
Which defines true or false
Builds the value of good or bad
Freedom of the mind
Freedom of the mankind

Wardjito Soeharso, Male with multiple statuses: husband, father, writer, businessman, fancier, dreamer, and many more. Writing as a result of reading fondness. Writing poetry, drama scripts, popular scientific essays, and now is diligently writing novels. Behind the Shadows of Love, his newly published novel, received good reception from his readers. Now writing his second novel series.

23. Aloeth Pathi Unite ex


Aloeth Pathi

Unite ex

(This isn't a spell about me, you and him)

                                                               bong pret
bong breathe air
                        pret to drink water
bong bong bong bong
                              pret pret pret pret
bong swim
                           pret flying
bong pret
                   the tadpole flap
          shit tadpole
in the car yesterday
the story of lizards, crocodiles, rats, cats, cockroaches, fleas
and the dogs passed
bong pret
after this toilet story
tomorrow change Panda, Rabbit, Squirrel
Cute dinosaurs or guinea pigs
bong pret
                 bong pret
                                   bong pret
                                              Tobong rolled
                                              The operet is closed
                                    (Gandrung Literature House 270619)

Aloeth Pathi, born in Pati, Central Java. His work was published by Mata Media with a shared anthology, Poetry Against Corruption 2 (Surakarta Literary Forum 2013), From Sengon Dam to Panengel Bridge (Kudus Arts Council and Surakarta Literary Forum 2013), Harmonica Community of Life; Harmonika December (Nine Pearls 2014), Mom: The First God that I Knew (Garage 10 Bandung 2014). To Mr. President, (Family Gull 2014), Epiphany of the Great Sorrow of the Nation (Nine Pearls 2014), Memory Rumbling Poetry (LAPINDO Victims Suing (KLM) and Urban Poor Consortium (UPC), 2014), Solo in Poetry (Pawon Literature, 2014) , Literary Poetry Literary, (Indramayu, 2014), Rubber Bands (Gandrung Sastra Media, 2014), The Painting of Memories, LSWK, Pati 2014), Gaza Grief Our Grief (Nittramaya, Magelang, 2014), 13 a Peace of Me (13) Surya University, 2014), Sebumi Poem # 2 "Iron Chimney" (LESTRA Kendal, 2014), Sang Pemoka (Gambang, Yogyakarta, 2014), Memo for the President (Surakarta Literary Forum, 2014), Arranging Peace (Nittramaya, Magelang 2015) manage the Gandrung Media Literature & Literature Boat Bulletin.

24. Suyitno Ethex The price of independence


Suyitno Ethex

The price of independence

Nearing independence in early August
on every road offer independence
banner penor flag is sold

The price of pennant sprouts
That is the price of the flag
so does the flag pole

Seller buyers interact
bargaining happens
seemed to forget how
the fighters took independence

Bidding for independence occurs
warning is just a symphony
too much

Mojokerto, 1.8.2019

Suyitno Ethex, born and raised in Mojopahit (Mojokerto), his work in the form of poetry, short stories and essays has been published in several mass media, including in Suara Karya, Republika, West Sumatra Literature, Media Indonesia and others. His poems were collected in several poetry anthologies, including at the Literature Meeting in Medan, and the Literature Meeting in Kediri. Literature Gathering in Malaysia, From Sragen Memnadang Indonesia (2012), Malsasa (2013), Poetry2 Flows Into The Sink Into The Getter (2013), Poetry Against Corruption (Volume, I, II, IV, V), Presidential Memo (2015) , Temanten Langgit (2015), Tifa Nusantara (2014 and 2015), Solo in Poetry (2014), Lumbung Poetry (2015), Cimanuk (2016), Country of Clouds (2017), Bangkalan Festival (2017), Spaces No Longer Space (2017) 2017), Testimony of the Electric Pole (2018), State of the Sea (Negeri Poci 2018), Tracks of Sharp Stone Poems (2018), Natural Word (2019), Emeralds of the Equator (2019), Reading Hijans in the Full Moon (Tembi, 2019) and others -other. Also in the Anthology of "Intercourse with Time" (2014), "From Love to Country" (2015), "Taste of Taste" (2016) and Short Stories of "Pancal Bicycles" (2016), "Archway of Mojopahit Trail" (2018) , "Dictional Scavengers" (2019)
Worked at UPT Kec. Mojosari Kab. Mojokerto, and Lecturer at the Uluwiyah Islamic Institute. Active on the District Arts Council. Mojokerto, as Deputy Chairperson, and Activist of the Poetry Movement Against Corruption (PMK).

25. Sumrahadi Merdeka Although in Fantasy



Merdeka Although in Fantasy

I am free,
In the circle of the tongue imprisonment law
Be inspired behind bars
Poetry with faint ink colors

I am free,
Although I have to schedule illness
Because health is so expensive
In a long queue

I am free,
Although in imagination
Because that's independence
He said ...

Jakarta, 01082019

Sumrahadi, another name for Munadi Okay, is a poet living in Jakarta. Born in Jakarta May 17, 1975.

26. Dwi Wahyu Candra Dewi Price of a struggle


Dwi Wahyu Candra Dewi

Price of a struggle

No more complaints about sweat
No more gripping night
When it was blazing, there was no determination,
even darkness as if to reach victory.
At the point of a sharp bamboo spear, a spirit of self-defense is engraved
Gaping wound was not felt
Blood flowing is normal
As appropriate, the struggle for independence.
Countless lives
Immeasurable sorrow
They can be independent.
Merdeka is not a gift
Nor is mercy.
If you still cry for independence, you are nothing more than a beggar!
If you are proud of independence, you are nothing more than a pirate!
Energy, mind, body and soul are mobilized to achieve independence.
Good intentions for happiness of grandchildren, manifested.
This is the price of a struggle
Free ... free ... free

Dwi Wahyu Candra Dewi, a writer from Blora born on May 8, 1983. Her works are mostly in the form of poems published with the work of other poet friends. The penchant for pouring a taste in poetry made him want to always write. One of them is the poem "The Price of a Struggle", the writer has great hopes that there will be no more questions "Are we free?" Questions that doubt the heroes' struggles are very ignorant of gratitude. Even so it should be a lesson to keep the independence that has been achieved.

27. Lianna Putri Sri Musniawati, Only Greatness can defeat


Lianna Putri Sri Musniawati,

Only Greatness can defeat

I am a child of destiny who was given the power to create
myself with the most beautiful lilies in bloom
in the corners of the earth
I was a decree capable of leading myself
from the lust of sheep lost along the field
I am the inevitability that governs everything I am
with childhood dreams that light up big
like hellfire
I am the eternal greatness of that paradise
I am the greatest greatness
will not be defeated by the dwarf dogma of the world's demons
I am God incarnate soul
Semarang, June 9, 2019

Lianna Putri Sri Musniawati, born in Semarang, November 12, 1998. The writer is a former student of SMK Negeri 2 Semarang who majored in Office Administration. Besides writing, he also likes to paint. His work was published in the mass media such as Satellite Post, Portrait of Aceh, Nusantara News, Kompasiana, News Read, etc. His short stories are contained in a variety of shared anthologies, including: The Irreplaceable Soul (2016), the Conditioning of the Heart (2016), the Quiet Clink of the Wanderer (Sabana Pustaka, 2017), and the Flying Flying Bear of Kindness (Indonesian Bookbars, 2018). Then some of his poems are included in the anthology of poetry, namely Derap-Derap Death (Poetry Parade, 2017), My Place of Anchors (Lasaripi Publisher, 2017). This girl, who loved rice fields and dense forest, was active in the Indonesian Kampoeng Writing School (SKM). Three times he was asked to be a judge in local and national short story writing competitions, namely for the Indonesian Hunter Event (January 2019 period), PT Kreasindo Digital Content (May 2019 period), and Indonesian Content Creativity (July 2019 period).

28 Sami'an Adib Garden Tomb of Heroes


Sami'an Adib

Garden Tomb of Heroes

Before the colonists came looting
the earth is lively ripah tablets jinawih
fruit, abundant spices

but the invaders have carved a dark note
on this chest wall with deep wounds
the soul is trapped in some cruel behavior

after the foreign looters were expelled
this country is not deterrent from raising prestige
scattered mines, the land is increasingly fertile

but the rumbling sadness that filled the chest never stopped
because the sacrifice of the fighters was not yet equal to an independent land
when people are still trapped in the pit of a snare of misery:

we often hear screams of farmers in the pile of their crops
buried by the remnants of imported commodities that come suddenly
on the pretext of material needs of the people began to scarce

while in the parliament building they did not find anyone
maybe still busy safari preparing a commercial booth
to display office chairs with all the secrets

I tried to collect the fighting flakes in frangipani petals
the memorial tomb of a forgotten hero
to spread again in the nursery persada soul

instant peace of mind created
vengeful fire goes out without coals
ruined prayerfully

: "Lord, they have arrived at the independent village
allow me tomorrow to find the true meaning
life free from the chains of prejudice and suspicion ”
Jember, 2019

Sami'an Adib, born in Bangkalan on August 15, 1971. Graduated Strata I in the Indonesian Language and Literature department of the Faculty of Literature at the State University of Jember (Unej). Writing achievements include: won 3rd place in the short story writing competition held by Unpad Faculty of Literature BEM, Gus Dur Poetry Writing Competition held by Kaliwungu Literature Course, Poetry Choices II Poetry Prairie Literature Journal # 5, Poetry Choice III Poetry Prairie Literature Journal # 6 Since high school he actively wrote in school bulletins. His poems are published in several print and on-line media. The poetry anthology is inter alia: Kalimantan Rinduku Abadi (Disbudparpora Kota Banjarbaru-Banjarbaru City Arts Council, 2015), Endless Requiem (Dema IAIN Purwokerto, 2017), Negeri Awan (DNP 7 , 2017), Menderas to Siak (2017), East Java: Land Takat Ballad (2017), Hikayat A cup of Robusta (Krakatau Awards 2017), To Toean Dekker (Lebak Dikbud, 2018), Gus Punk (Kaliwungu Literature Course, 2019) and etc. Current activity as teaching staff at a Madrasah in Jember.

29 Sujudi Akbar Pamungkas I read


Sujudi Akbar Pamungkas

I read

I read a lot of Indonesia
is a rich country of riches
but many times I think Indonesia
there is no mercy on this poverty
increasingly acute in people's villages
I read a lot of Indonesia
is a large independent country
but many times I think Indonesia
also not freeing this fate
from the shackles of fellow oppression
many times I read Indonesia
is a fair and prosperous country
but I guess many times Indonesia
never wise
when power robs us of our rights
many times I read Indonesia
is an anti-rasuah country
but I guess many times Indonesia
not wholeheartedly eradicate
looting and extortion of life
Indonesia, many times I read
turns out to be just a simple elegy series
the eternal fairy land of the dreamers
here only the ruling power
what would my life say to you
(part, 010819)

Sujudi Akbar Pamungkas, born in Tuban 1971. Writing poetry, short stories and reportage since high school. Several times have been nominated for LCP throughout Indonesia. Poetry works are partly summarized in dozens of anthology books such as the 1997 Indonesian Poetry Anthology with Sutardji Calzoum Bachri and Slamet Sukirnanto. Resurrection 1995, Vibrate 1996, Negeri Bekantan 2003, Memo for President 2014, Arranging Peace in 2014, Sangoka 2014, Yellow Jacket Sukirnanto 2014, Century Crow Crow in Palestinian Land 2015, Kalimantan Eternal Heart of 3015, Poetry Against Corruption-6 2017, I wrote 2017 Your name is Batu 2018, A Skyful of Rain 2018, Emerald Equator 2019, Mblekethek 2019 etc. He has been active as a lecturer, broadcaster, journalist and editor of print and radio media. He once published a news tabloid that was toppled by the 2001 Sampit Tragedy. His biography was included in the 2000 Susastra Indonesia Lexicon by Korrie Layun Rampan.

30. Anisah Independence




The poet tread heavily
Stumbling, hobbling
Not failing
Not reaping a commotion

Ready to pitch
Dance in a palace of peace
Sway on martial arts

Flocking they strafe
Barking with a million notes
Hang on the catwalk
Stuck in the mud of dreams

No one cares
Even though you are hungry
Nobody gave you
Even if it's just a mud cake

Keep wailing
In the arms slashed
Unconsciously then vibrate
Whole body sweat

Reach the reeds
Weapons surging in their chests
Magelang, August 2019

Anisah, a teacher at a tsanawiyah madrasa, writes reports and news in Rindang magazine
from 2010 to 201, the editor of anthology poetry students from 2010 to 2014. Writing in poetry anthology books in 2017, 2018 and 2019.

Minggu, 12 Januari 2020

31. Carmad Homeland in the Frame of Longing



Homeland in the Frame of Longing

I never hung a dream on the clouds
But fate stranded me in a foreign land
Gathering diamond sweat
For the sake of being trapped in a rickety hut

There is a longing that broke
At the loud sound of the beetle's wind
From each inch of soil and straw
Also the sound of water whispering

Freedom from a sense of independence
My longing for the homeland
Cooped up in a time room
Buried behind tall buildings, in a quiet country

A glance of shadow flashed
The faces that I live at home
Incandescent spirits on each roll of time
Waiting for hope hanging on my neck

Here in the solemn country
Behind the wall of time, in a tall building
All miss wrapped up in despair
All freedoms flow under the eyes

(dedicated to foreign exchange heroes, who still hang their hopes in foreign lands)

Carmad, born in Indramayu, 21-08-1986. Now has 2 children, lives in the district treisi district. indramayu. works as a traveling trader in elementary school and surrounding communities, nyambi as a cadre of JKN-KIS BPJS Health kc. Cirebon

32. Buana KS Independent


Buana KS


There was still the smell of battle blood
in the tops of grass below the dim pale moonlight

the earth is reluctant to forget the stumbling steps shouldered
unnamed warrior death

how far independence is in the pursuit of this struggle
Concrete cities are busy preying on capitalism
farmers lose tools, the soil is no longer fragrant

in a corner of a stiff building, an arid field
innocent boy dancing singing, playing happily
without the burden hanging on the head
this is actual independence I suppose
Muara Bungo, August 1, 2019

33. Muhammad Levand East Jember people


Muhammad Levand

East Jember people

All wake up after the rooster crows
Wash your face with water
Facing God and thinking
The one who has rice fields takes his hoe
The owner of the garden takes the sickle
Who doesn't have to get ready to work
Some look for wood to the forest
Some are looking for grass to the garden
Cold does not block people's passion
The eastern land of Jember is so fertile
Extensive rice fields stretching from north to south
The gardens beneath the foothills of the mountain are so lush

After the call to prayer the dhuhur reverberated from the nearest mosque
All prepare to return to their homes
Washing the body and sweat
Do not forget to pray
Some returned to their fields and gardens
There is a break in his room
Children coming home from school say hello

Mothers gather
The fathers return to their respective activities
Children playing kites

People are praying
every day:
The people of eastern Jember are very independent
Jember, 2019

   Muhammad Lefand, a writer born in Sumenep Madura under the name Muhammad,  now lives in Ledokombo Jember. Is a migrant who likes writing poetry and beautiful words. Graduates of MA An-Nawari Seratengah Bluto Sumenep and Islamic University Jember Active in several literary communities, among others: as one of the founders and activists of the Jember Foundation Literary Forum, founder and activist of the Jember Literature Forum, activists of the East Java Literary Forum and Jember Poetry Night. His poetry collection entitled "Aku Anak Indonesia" (2013) won 3rd place in the 2013 "Curriculum and Book Center Enrichment Contest Book Competition" in the category of children's poetry, Received an award as the best poetist version of the Warung Anthologi Award in 2013, Best Poetry Writer Verse miss year 2013, and other awards In addition to writing poetry, also writing articles, essays and rhymes. Anthology of the poem book namely: Mutiara Pantun (2014) and Senandung Tanah Merah "(KKK, 2016) .. Anthology of poetry single "One Glass Two Season" (Pena House: 2014). "Don't Call Me Poet (Literature Ganding: 2015) Mental Revolution and Aesthetics (CV Erzatama: 2015). "Sermon The Distance Is Not Intact Distance And Corn ”(Pena House: 2016). And the Image Chronology (FAM Publishing: 2017).

34. Hazani Hamzah A pair of colors


Hazani Hamzah

A pair of colors

A pair of colors is a flag
Is also age
Fluttering and waving
In the lonely I missed my hometown
Where I was born
And suck your love
Mother, your song is still sweet
In a cracked season

Not the stars or the Ferris wheel
What you ask for
Only a pair of colors as a flag
The one you want to keep plugging in
In the morning
For your children history
Sapeken - Sumenep, 25 July 2019

Hazani Hamzah, was born August 16, 1974 in Sumenep to be exact in Sapeken; a small island in the Kangean - Sapeken archipelago located at the eastern end of the island of Madura or north of Bali. The father of 1 (one) child who was named Ega Novela Indah Nian, in addition to cultivating the world of writing (literature), cultural arts activists in his hometown also taught, and became observers of local wisdom. Especially the wisdom of the Bajau which is the majority tribe in the Sapeken Islands which is one of the other tribes in the Sumenep Regency. Like the Madurese, Bajau, Bugis and Mandar.

35. Kajoe's Pencil Song in the land of Merdeka


Kajoe's Pencil

Song in the land of Merdeka

Gas out
Cooking oil runs out
Pam's water is dead
Electric account swells
AC is broken
Wet laundry
Old pregnant wife
The cellphone needs credit
The lottery number isn't transparent
Debt collector is raging
Job application was rejected
Flag ceremony
Climbing slippery pole
Eat crackers
Sack race
Country Song

E-KTP hasn't finished yet
STNk SIM off
rented arrears

Independent country
New bride
Erectile failure

a bloody fever mosquito

Equatorial land

The singing of the boys


Pencil Kajoe, born in Banyumas, 27 January. It has given birth to 14 single anthologies and approximately 18 shared anthologies. His writings are also spread in newspapers, magazines in Indonesia. He is currently the author of the Banyumasan rubric in one of the Javanese-language magazines in Yogyakarta.