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from the September 2021 issue

Poem in June

Sajak Bulan Jun

In this reverie, modernist poet T. Alias Taib writes verses to an imaginary lover.
 

Listen to Eddin Khoo reads T. Alias Taib's "Poem in June" in the original Malay

 

my girl
       my mustache and beard still kept dirty for you
my sweet
       isn’t dirt the realm of your love? 
the grass
       flutters thrashed by a green moss wind
hair
       billows like a fish forced to its death
the cape
        does not pulse, the boats are gazing
the heart
        does not beat, on its branch solitude dangles

 

the sky
        flowing sadness delivered from space
eyes,
         slipping and sliding towards the thighs
a field
         stretches, a pilgrim shuffles in despair

 

her face
         the furrows of an unshaven plank 
her restlessness
          the disquiet of a raging wind
sheen
          the sun falling on the folds of my eyes dazzling
drought
           fences the surroundings, your voice rasping
 

                                                                         1971        


© T. Alias Taib. Translation © 2021 by Eddin Khoo. All rights reserved.

Sajak Bulan Jun

gadisku
      misai dan janggut masih jua kotor bagimu
manisku
      kekotoran bukankah alam kecintaanmu
rumput
     menggelepar dipukul angin hijau lumut
rambut
      berpusar seperti ikan direbut maut
tanjung
      tak berdetak, perahu-perahu termenung
jantung
       tak berdetik, di dahannya sepi tergantung

 

mega
       mengalirkan pilu kiriman angkasa
mata
       menggelincir dan terjun ke riba
padang
       terbentang, seorang musafir mengesot walang
lalang
        bergoyang, sepasang kupu-kupu lepas terbang

 

wajahnya

         kerutmerut papan tak berasah
resahnya
          kalutmalut angin mendesah
kemilau
          matahari jatuh di daunan mataku silau
kemarau
           memagari sekitar, suaramu parau
  

                                                        1971


© T. Alias Taib. All rights reserved.

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