comes close to winter
after solace autumn falls
where do the ants go
~
down so the tempe-
--rature drops and after the
Heat air and ground crops
~
winter so now comes
autumns creations hide and
run where do insects
~
burrow down in grounds
go onslaught of winters down
where do the ants go
11/17/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
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 asin dari lidahmu
Tambahkan sayuran rebus
Bayam
Kecambah, daun kunci
atau tidak ada daun kunci
Maka kembang keturipun jadi
Lalu tuangkang sambal kacang
Kemudian tutuplah dengan rempeyek
Biar berkesan sopan
Tahukah kamu apa itu ‘rempeyek’
Tepung beras adonan
yang digoreng setipis kertas
sajikan dengan nasi lunak adalah jodohnya
Tunggulah
Dan santaplah
Ketika matahari hapir terbit
13:43
Yogyakarta, 30 okt 2018
dwijokoharianto
Sambal Bawang
air liurku, diamlah.
Nasi mari datanglah dengan hangat
Air liurku, tunggulah
Tempe digoreng hampir gosong
Nasiku buat penuh dalam piring ditanak lunak
Kemudian ,
Inilah sambel bawang,
3 cabe rawit
Secuil bawang putih.
Sedikit gula merah dan asam jawa ?
Itu jika kamu suka
Digerus , jangan lupa garam
Secukupnya
Teteskan setetea minya sayur bekas tempe
Yang berjelaga
Air liurku,,
Sabarlah.
Dwijoko h 1:30 / 30.10.2018
in english
Onion Sauce
my saliva, shut up.
Rice, let's come warmly
My saliva, wait
The fried tempeh was almost burnt
My taste is full in soft-cooked dishes
Then,
This is the onion sauce,
3 cayenne pepper
A piece of garlic.
A little brown sugar and tamarind?
That's if you like it
Digerus, don't forget salt
Sufficiently
Drop the set of tempeh vegetable oil
The one with the darkness
My saliva ,,
Be patient.
Dwijoko h 1:30 / 30.10.2018
esplosione de energia
rapida curve volu-
ttuose di
la tua innocenza flir-
tare angeli into=
ssicati dal
patroni di amre
di marca
ballare in bocca
di una tempe-
sta occulta
testimonionza
del passato
alta voce
de un vento che
circola
noi stiamo prepa-
rando nostro le-
tto d'amore
As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing it asleep, so fled away,
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day;
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.