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20 Collection of Sapardi Djoko Damono's Poems that Touch the Heart, About Life - Romance

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Kapanlagi.com - Sapardi Djoko Damono is a great Indonesian writer who has extraordinary works. Through his works, Sapardi Djoko Damono has also received many great awards both from within and outside the country. And one of his works is extraordinary poems, even this collection of Sapardi Djoko Damono's poems does not fade away with time.

There are many great works that he has. And some of Sapardi Djoko Damono's works include Duka-Mu Abadi (1969), Mata Pisau (1974), Perahu Kertas (1983), Sihir Hujan (1984), Hujan Bulan Juni (1994), Arloji (1998), Ayat-ayat Api (2000), Mata Jendela (2000), and many more. Certainly, many of Sapardi Djoko Damono's poems have a special place in the hearts of his fans.

Reported from various sources, here are some collections of poems by Sapardi Djoko Damono that Touch the Heart, even not faded away with time until now. Let's check it out, KLovers.

1. I Want

I want to love you simply

with words that were never spoken

wood to the fire that turns it to ash


I want to love you simply

with gestures that were never conveyed

cloud to the rain that makes it disappear

(1989)

 

2. My Heart, a Leaf

My heart, a falling leaf

drifting down onto the grass;


Hold on a moment,

let me lie here for a while;

there are still things I want to gaze upon,

that have always eluded me;


A moment is eternal

before I touch your garden every morning.

 

3. June Rain

nothing is more patient

than June rain

it keeps its longing drops a secret

from the blossoming tree


nothing is wiser

than June rain

it erases its hesitant footprints

from the street


nothing is more knowing

than June rain

it allows the unspoken

to be absorbed by the roots of the flowering tree

 

4. What is Temporary is Time

What is temporary is time. We collect seconds, one by one,

we weave them like flowers

until one day

we forget for what

"But, what is temporary is time, right?" you ask.

We are eternal.

1978

 

5. One Day in the Future

One day in the future,

My body will no longer exist,

But in these verses of poetry,

You will not be left alone.


One day in the future,

My voice will no longer be heard,

But among these lines of poetry.


You will still be cherished,


One day in the future,

My dreams will be unknown,

Yet in between the letters of this poem,

You will tirelessly seek.

 

6. I Stop the Rain

I stop the rain

Now the sun misses me, lifting the morning mist slowly


There is something pulsating within me

Penetrating the wet ground

Revenge conceived by the rain

And the sunlight

I cannot reject


The sun forces me to create flowers

 

7. Only

Only the sound of birds that you hear

And you never see those birds

But you know those birds are there


Only the rustling of the wind that you feel

And you never see that wind

But you believe that wind is around you


Only my prayer trembling tonight

And you never see who I am

But you believe I exist within you

 

8. Visiting the Face in the Pool

Do not repeat

visiting

a face that feels

in vain, that is pale

that is lifeless

this.


Never once imagine

Your face as

the moon.


Remember,

never once. Never.


Alright, Sir.

 

9. A Small Poem About Love

To love the wind should be a whisper

To love the water should be a trickle

To love the mountain should be steep

To love the fire should be a lick


To love the horizon should cut through distance


To love You should become me

 

10. Interpretation Poem

You said I am a bird?

Never betray

the river, the field, and the stone.

I am the last leaf

that tries to survive on a branch

that hates the wind.

I don't like to imagine

the fleeting beauty of myself

that dreams of the earth,

not trusting the promise of fire that will translate me

into the language of ashes.

Please interpret me

as the last leaf

so that the voice of the wind that lulls

that branch will be extinguished.


Please interpret me as the desire

to be with you longer.

Please create meaning for me,

anything — I am the last leaf

that wants to witness your happiness

when evening comes.

 

11. We Witness

we witness birds crossing in the air

we witness small clouds in the northern sky

at that time, the weather suddenly becomes silent

it has been a long time, a long time since we knew it


between bad days and the virtual world

we get to know it again

eternal echoes, conversations without words

moments lost in human delusions

1967

 

12. I am the Pond

I am the pond:


Sail upon it;

Sail, revealing small ripples


that move the lotus flowers;

Sail while gazing at the fragrant light;

Once you reach the other side, just leave it


Let me take care of your boat.

1982

 

13. Metamorphosis

Someone is peeling off

words one by one

placing you in front of a mirror

and making you wonder


whose body is this

that I am wearing

Someone is secretly

writing your life story

weighing your birth days

speculating the reasons for your death


Someone is silently

turning into you.

 

14. White Poem

Thousand moments in memories

Slowly recede

We hear the earth accept without complaining

When seconds fall


We hear the old earth faithfully

Love without sound

When our shadows lengthen

Blurring the boundaries of space


We are silent, trapped in enchantment

When it calls and calls

When Words make us so isolated

Outside the weather

 

15. Within Me

Within me flows a long river

Its name is blood;

Within me pools a lake of blood

Its name is soul;

Within me ripples the waves of soul

Its name is life!

And because life is beautiful

I cry as much as I want.

 

16. While We Whisper to Each Other

While we whisper to each other

to stay longer in the dust, love that remains in the form of

paper flowers and paths of numbers


when we whisper to each other

outside the night grows more intense

extinguishing footprints, imprisoning remnants


of bonfires


before dawn. Some things insist on being eternal.

1966

 

17. About the Sun

The sun above your head

Is a gas balloon that slipped from your hand

when you were little, it's a light bulb

on the table when you answer letters

that you regularly receive from an Address,

it's an alarm clock that rings

when you have sex, it's a picture of the moon

that the little child points to and says:

"This is the sun! This is the sun!"

That sun? It is indeed up there

so that you forever sigh

at your own shadow.

1971

 

18. He Never

He never promised the tree

to translate birds

into fire


he never promised the bird

to enchant fire

into a tree


he never promised fire

to return the tree

to the bird

 

19. Rain Falls

You hear the sound of rain at the door

The shadows of the wind stand in front of you

No need to say anything; a thousand words

Turn into the night, nothing is there


No need; words freeze,


Seconds sharpen at the edge of Solitude

Slipping and falling

When you close the door.


Your grief is not yet calm.

 

20. In My Prayer

In my morning prayer, you become the sky

That never closes its eyes all night, that expands clearly

Ready to receive the first light, that curves silently

Because it will receive the sounds


When the sun floats above the head,

In my prayer, you become the tips of evergreen

That are always green, that endlessly

Ask difficult questions to the wind

That whispers from somewhere


In my prayer this afternoon, you become a church

bird that flaps its wings in the rain,

That perches on branches and sheds the feathers

Of guava flowers, that suddenly restless and

Flies then perches on that mango branch


This evening in my prayer, you become the wind

That descends very slowly from afar, tiptoeing

On the street and touching its cheeks and lips

In my hair, forehead, and eyelashes


In my night prayer, you become my heartbeat,

That patiently endures the pain

That knows no bounds, that faithfully investigates

Secret after secret, that endlessly sings

For my life


I love you,

That's why I will never stop praying for

Your safety

Those are the 20 poems by Sapardi Djoko Damono that touch the heart. It's no wonder that Sapardi Djoko Damono is an admired and respected Indonesian writer until today.

(kpl/dhm)

Disclaimer: This translation from Bahasa Indonesia to English has been generated by Artificial Intelligence.
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