Long Culture day Poems

Here I am standing in this secluded space with the pillow of hope hanging over my face, I cannot go backward or forward, I am backed up into this corner with my hands tied and...

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Long time in the agricultural field , working under the rising sun ,
counting the amount of time , to lead a lax time with my wife and son ,
the time never came , but I...

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When The Wolf Cries 
The wolf cries out to the great chief in loneliness, pain and sorrow/ Not because his pack is hungry but because his people are hungry/ He cries because he smells defeat...

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Walking in the meadow of life on that summer day


Where she always loved to be at Una  walked along the steady stream 
As she picked up the white Lilly flower and put upon her...

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I wish that nothing ever changed
That is impossible
People changes
People leave
And sometimes you are left with no explanation at all
People make promises they never intended to keep
Like the guy in the Park telling the girl that...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive and jazzy nights
to tame this lion of New York

The bed...

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I wake up to the radio, the cops have this suspect on the run
who dives out of my speaker and is brandishing a gun.
He jumps off of my balcony but before he hits the ground
becomes...

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In two weeks,
the Loy Krathong
will begin.
12th in the
Lunar calendar,
atone for a sin.

Floating specks,
like us
but in the sky.
The stars
or the lanterns;
fault of the eye.

To beg for 
forgiveness
to an imaginary friend.
Hence the offerings
galore
faithful until the end.

No one...

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Home 
Like dry bones I thirst for home 
My body loans for a place 
Where everything seems normal 
A place where the red sky meets the sun burnt ground  
A place where you hear...

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It's Saturday in suburbia U.S.A.
Lawn mowers buzzing, chores underway

Planting and pruning, nourishing flowers that will bloom
To announce and brighten the month of June

Contented cats perch on fences high
Loftily appraising the collared dogs led by

To the...

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I am walking in the garden 
of an ancient city
The walls are covered 
with climbing ivy of a delicate hue
The dews are thick after the warm rains
There in the middle, the stately statue 
withstands the...

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Sambal Tumpang
Disana
Disana, dicabang cabang pohon kedelai
Yang daunya gatal setengah mati
Tumbuh buah buah yaitu biji-biji
Dikupas direndam diragi jadilah tempe
Tiga hari jadilah busuk
Ditanak digerus lalu direbus 
Dengan bumbu-bumbu
Rempah
Dan santan kelapa tua
Aku menyukai garam yang asin 
Jauh lebih...

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I know your spirit lingers here 
Your always with me till the bitter end 
Just too painful to talk about 
So I write this poem to inspire 
Wishing I could see you in the flesh...

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Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading...

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awake I graze the naked mind undone, 
my contemplations shuffle off to her 
and no halfhearted muse, no not a one 
eclipses her insoluble liqueur, 
nor any stirring of the thoughts distill 
the past forgotten...

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who's counting bridges in shiny town
the air-cutting sirens sound closer today
and newsmen run to compile their shows
around the sidewalk sleepers

trucks reversing shout their intent
to ear-phoned hoodies and baggy jeans
swinging necklaces of vape machines
these eyeless rats...

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