mid-morning reading.
Author: violeteye
Gratiagusti Chananya Rompas was born in Jakarta, 19 August 1979. She studied English Literature in Universitas Indonesia, Depok (2003) and received her masters in The Gothic Imagination from University of Stirling, Scotland (2005).
She is one of the founders of Komunitas BungaMatahari, a mailing list-based Indonesian poetry community that have embraced many poetry enthusiasts with its catchphrase “semua bisa berpuisi” or, roughly translated, “poetry for all”. She is also involved in Selatan, a literary journal, and Paviliun Puisi, a monthly open mic event--both managed by her and her like-minded friends.
She currently resides in Jakarta, trying to find balance between writing and day-to-day living.
loose paper
scraping minds on loose paper
after paper
i don’t know what i’m doing
it just feels like otherwise i will lose everything
but what do we humans have got to
lose
i remember when
i don’t want to remember
yet i don’t want to forget
any
thing
at
all
my husband and daughter
they’re dancing
silly
and
happy
this is exciting papa
laughter
i want to write this down
down
for like they say this too will pass
memasukkan kertas ke dalam mesin penghancur kertas
aku memang ingin membuat kehancuran
sambil mengisi tabel perbandingan harga sayur mayur
jangan sampai kau membayar lebih mahal
ibu rumah tangga yang baik harus bijaksana membelanjakan gaji suami
buku buku yang tak selesai dibaca berdebu di pojok kamar
bukan salah siapa siapa selain diri sendiri
mana obat tetes mata dan krim pelembab
saatnya tidur pakai daster tua
kita lanjutkan lagi besok pagi
mesin penghancur kertas terdengar begitu teratur
mendengkur di dalam telinga
dipasang juga di sini sebagai bagian dari proyek kumpulan puisi yang saya rencanakan tak berjudul. but now i’m having second thoughts. so here it is with a title.
BuMa di Jalur Rempah
halo teman-teman, punya puisi tentang rempah, makanan, atau memasak?
bawa yuk ke museum nasional (museum gajah), sabtu 24 oktober 2015, jam 16-17 untuk dibacakan di pameran “jalur rempah: the untold story”.
mau baca puisi sendiri atau puisi orang lain bebas, mau nongkrong-nongkrong saja juga hayuk.
maaf jika pengumumannya mendadak, karena undangannya juga mendadak. 😊
atau, kalau kamu memang nggak bisa hadir, kirimkan saja puisi-puisimu yang sesuai dengan tema rempah/makanan/memasak tadi ke komunitasbungamatahari@gmail.com. siapa tahu bisa dibacakan teman-teman yang datang.
yuk ramaikan!
p.s. biji bunga matahari termasuk rempah juga nggak ya? 🌻🍴
one of those moments
it is one of those moments when you get excited about one thing more than anyone closest to you would. night has just fallen and automobiles light up like fireflies, ferociously looking for enemies and friends at the same time on the city’s roads. you are looking out from inside one of the fireflies’s cold belly, thinking of one of the best books you have recently read. your husband and one of your dear friends would love the protagonist’s mother because she likes wallace stevens and transcendental poetry that do not incorporate the narcissistic pronoun “I”. and then you get distracted by the tender and alluring smell of freshly made pancakes you just bought.