Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

(1 July 1960 / Cilacap (Indonesia))

A Park & Dusk


A garden and afternoon
is
a partner forever
As soon as the old
Moment is full
~ we walk
arm in arm
Maybe I guided you
Or you lead me
There is a violet dusk
Arthritis and back pain
We looked at the children running
Whether it comes from anywhere around
May come from a distant past
Which could have been written with small letters
Without comma, with no point
Spelled in front of an old typewriter
There is a set of expectations extinct
But many (too) lovely surprises
The word means full of cash is our promise
There's nothing we protested
Searching questions
as in a struggle
But the question
~ just the answer
We are free to choose
And we are eternal partner
Fragile that even though physical
But we do without winter crops
Lilies which always grows on the edge of the park
And at dusk greeted mahogany trees high
We were kissing
~ no one cares
Because we are an elderly couple
Which is in a park and dusk

Submitted: Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, May 23, 2012

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