Treasure Island

Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

(1 July 1960 / Cilacap (Indonesia))

Bertemu Theokritos (Indonesian)


Sebagai sesama penyair
Theokritos, dinding batu dan waktu
Mata kita selalu terpejam
Membaca lumut sejarah
Hanya tangan yang meraba
Ke segenap dinding Pompeii
Tangan yang meraba relief
Dari penjuru angin
Kabar puluhan depa
Diterbangkan oleh musim
Dalam mitos lain
Antara kekekalan dan kematian
Jarak yang diperkenankan
Tubuh yang membeku
Dalam kulkas bernama sejarah
Berabad-abad
Orang tak menyentuhnya
Kitab yang beku
Diselamatkan debu dan lumut
Tangan kita menyentuh hal yang sama
Apakah ini kebohongan dalam sejarah
Mitos beku?
Theokritos berpuluh sajakmu
Luluh di dinding beku
Berlumut

(2013)

Submitted: Monday, December 02, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 03, 2013

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