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| 8701. | Quatrain on a Jar of Pickles by Sukasah Syahdan | | after that fleeting summer
in your overjoyed heart,
haunt years to endure
a love with all doors shut
forget a hearty dinner
make do instead,... |
| 8702. | Every Silent Plant in the Garden by Sukasah Syahdan | | (To: S.W.)
every silent plant in the garden knows
two sorts of wishes make up the world:
one is conceived in heaven, the other in hell
the eart... |
| 8703. | The Hypermarket by Sukasah Syahdan | | history is a hurried
checklist of the goods
mankind wishes
to unforget
poetry is a soft whisper
against the bads
mankind wishes
to unreg... |
| 8704. | A Friday Prayer by Sukasah Syahdan | | Before the midnoon sermon was a starter
He had sat quietly on the corner,
His mien dripping with wudhu water
His all seeing eyes observe in glister... |
| 8705. | Empty by Sukasah Syahdan | | I have let her, the kid unstopper me
thinking she would drink me up and part of her I'd be;
I am now an empty bottle all right
the rest of me your ... |
| 8706. | Poem for My Wife by Sukasah Syahdan | | This morning when we woke up
the meat cages still locked us up*
We took a bath so they’d look nice
Had our breakfast of eggs and rice
Wore t... |
| 8707. | Kitanomaru Park by Sukasah Syahdan | | 1/
here’s a picture of us
taking an impromptu walk
side by side in the park
our park, you dubbed
underneath the darkened
canopy of drizzl... |
| 8708. | Be Not Too Proud by Sukasah Syahdan | | (In loving memories of my father;
born June 22, 1938 - March 25, 2006)
Though Thou succeeded finally
in shunning his mortal body
with every bea... |
| 8709. | On Handphones by Sukasah Syahdan | | Shouting alone on the streets
used to be free, until they
invented handphones.... |
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