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Watching Merapi Mt.(2930 m)
I arrange the words
in the form of lava and rocks
a temple manner to speeches
of forgotten wanderer
then bury your heart
mute your view
silent your voice
I did not write a single word
in a piece
of seismogram paper
beat the words
the ranks of the river dwell
the spirits of the ancestors
'Why nights
so
you are here? ' you asked
I stole the heavens opened
to canvas my rose manner
I gave the fire flower stalks
is the time
simply rocks
Pos Babadan,2001
poem
by
Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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