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Onion Sauce , Sambal Bawang

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

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Story of Sacred Tree

STORY OF SACRED TREE

the saga of the sacred tree."

tall tree
lofty
very high
thick leaves

dim green soaking hot
bind poison

let's cut.

don't.

must be cut down.

oh..

let's knock it down!!

then make a replacement
luxurious and natural walking paths.

the tree is 250 years old.
underneath there is a well
become rivers of thousands
flowing to the top of the leaf.

it's an inch under the cloud

let's saw and fix,
take a beautiful natural path
there are elephants, there are birds, there are ants as big as goats,
there is a pair of mice
cute like minnie and mickey
there is
can
I really want natural
our
for
replacement
WITH
natural of course.

August 21, 2022

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Sambal Tumpang

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

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Candidate -Calon-

CANDIDATE
that's my wife's business,
he will make it for you, not tomato sauce but grated coconut sauce which is fried without oil wrapped in banana leaves like pepes.
It is wonderful for a tongue that is saliva due to the rash of the savory aroma of coconut and banana leaves and kaffir lime leaves and the scent of garlic and the sharpness of chillies.
"Besides your house, near the sapodilla tree," replied Mas Sorjan when Selo proposed that his place was near the goat's cage.
"Yes, it can be an appetizer, when Selo says while lifting a bunch of bananas, baked until the skin is charred it will be really tasty."
I fell in love with Karsita
He is not a virgin
I do not care
He was frustrated by his disbelief
I do not care
He cares
Today, he herded ravines and ravines
Splitting the sun into three parts
Mix all kinds of recipes.
Your tongue will be messed up
What should I do?
What do you need?
Is not a wife?
Is it not the head of the treasury?
What about tongue-breaking?
Like the chaos of a trapped person like the messed up President


(in indonesia)
CALON
itu urusan istriku, 
dia akan membuatkanya untukmu, bukan sambal tomat tapi sambal kelapa parut yang di goreng tanpa minyak dibungkus daun pisang seperti pepes. 
		Sungguh indahnya untuk lidah yang berliur karena ruap aroma gurih kelapa dan daun pisang dan daun jeruk purut dan harumnya bawang putih dan tajamnya cabe-cabe.
“Disamping rumahmu saja, dekat pohon sawo kecik.” Jawab mas Sorjan ketika Selo mengusulkan tempatnya adalah dekat kandang kambing. 
“Yes, itu bisa sebagai hidangan pembuka, saat Selo mengatakan sambil mengangkat tandan pisang, dipanggang hingga kulitnya hangus akan benar-benar gurih.”
		Aku jatuh cinta pada Karsita
		Dia sudah tidak perawan
		Aku tidak perduli 
		Dia frustasi oleh ketidakperawananya
		Aku tidak perduli 
		Dia, perduli
Hari ini, dia menggiring kambing ketepi jurang dan
Membelah matahari menjadi tiga bagian
Mencampur segala macam resep masakan.
		Lidahmu akan dibuat kacau
Aku harus bagaimana?
Apa yang kamu butuhkan?
Apakah bukan seorang istri?
Apakah bukan kepala perbendaharaan?
		Bagaimana dengan pengacau lidah?
		Seperti kacaunya orang kesurupan seperti kacaunya Presiden yang belum jadi

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Frog

FROG

Have you ever taken flowers?
Dissected frog stomach
Flat rainbow pointy like nails
Silent flowers record sign
Taken flowers
Wounded back
Get well soon by forgetting
Don't like flowers
For you all to like
Because you like to be romance
For you romance becomes flowers

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Sooty-Headed Bulbul - Burung Kutilang

Burung kutilang 

Siapa yang mengambil gunting kuku?
Siapa yang mengambil pemotong rumput, siapa yang menaruh pisau dapur ?
Disini ,
Bagaimana gergaji bisa hilang? Dan dikemanakan aroma harum leherku
Sejak kapan pohon-pohon berlari dari tepian sungai meninggalkan lembah-lembah
	Dia mengintip dari balik bukit-bukit dari balik jendela perpustakaan yang berdebu
Dia hanya seekor lalat
Yang tiba-tiba berjumlah ribuan 
	Duduklah,
	Atau berbaringlah
	Letakan jidatmu di dinding bumi 
	Yang dingin
Kiranya pelangi sudah menyambar kepalamu dari balik selangkangan satelit
							Dwijokoharianto. 20:15 / 13/11/2018

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Dokter John

John. His name is John, that's what his peers call him. 
Johnathan Arifin His mother, calling him 'Arifin' Nathan, a nickname from his girlfriend Don't ask me what the reason is, I swear I don't know. Because every mention always holds hope. And every hope often hidden.John also graduated from college As expected by his parents, his girlfriend and of course himself.Hey John,"congratulations."Greet them. O.. Arifin, greet his mother."John smiled stupidly.His final exams took him to devour many books,devour many arguments, devour all kinds of reason.Then one hot day, a line of quotes flashed through his head,"Being a scholar requires a lot of knowledge to be a doctor, you have to be smart."John, you are right! John replied,confirming his own opinion. As soon as the title of doctor was attached, John immediately transformed into Ibn Sina.Today John became a Gazhali priest. profession.I saw John in a luxurious robe. I thought it was a Maliki priest.Another time,when one afternoon I visited, his sleeves were so tight on the right and so loose on the left. Ah.. I immediately guessed it must be Imam Syafi'i. Boredom.Everyone certainly has John, it seems like today in these weeks Boredom has caught him Entering entertainment with light groups Abu Nawas,Nasrudin Hoja and others,of course Gus Dur is not left behind.Entered John's heart.Martini,the beautiful girl who used to be John's girlfriend.Four months after the graduation ceremony. Finally.."As alive as possible." That's the sentence when their little fingers intertwined the sign of a promise bond so that theycould pass through the great gate of KUA. Also armed with that sentence,John bought a luxury house"For you,dear." Armed with that also followed shortly after.A shiny car pigtail "Of course for you." Far away from home.His mother always smiled proudly when voices about Arifin crossed. Johnathan Arifin A name because of John Wick's charisma "No,only to John Wick I'm intrigued, his father replied, his other films I'm not at all interested in."Yes, others who have seen it will still The ace seems to have gone to Johnathan Wick."His mother answered when asked about Johnathan Arifin's name.Anxiety possessed Johnfollowingboredom.Maybe Fariduddin Attar's work, the miracles of the auliya will return passion, John bought the book.For a long time I didn't see John,we talked as old friends.There he was being Halajj Martini,his face filled with noise.I didn't ask.He seemed somber than the limestone hills.I kept quiet.

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1 Word

Poetry speaks Poem

play around with sentences
simulation play in life
poetry
is a word game

life
is playing

play

only dead people
who doesn't like poetry

because people die
They
really alive

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Candidate

Candidate

that's my wife's business,
he will make it for you, not tomato sauce but grated coconut sauce which is fried without oil wrapped in banana leaves like pepes.
It is wonderful for a tongue that is saliva due to the rash of the savory aroma of coconut and banana leaves and kaffir lime leaves and the scent of garlic and the sharpness of chillies.
"Besides your house, near the sapodilla tree," replied Mas Sorjan when Selo proposed that his place was near the goat's cage.
"Yes, it can be an appetizer, when Selo says while lifting a bunch of bananas, baked until the skin is charred it will be really tasty."
I fell in love with Karsita
She is not a virgin
I do not care
She was frustrated by his disbelief
I do not care
She cares
Today, he herded ravines and ravines
Splitting the sun into three parts
Mix all kinds of recipes.
Your tongue will be messed up
What should I do?
What do you need?
Is not a wife?
Is it not the head of the treasury?
What about tongue-breaking?
Like the chaos of trapped people like the chaotic President who wants to be

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Unearthliness Bar

Unearthliness bar

lost  sing encompassed one part
philosopher an of reverence clamb
time apathy without last
insecta predilection wing of the damb
ear old man reverence  run clock
young  encompassed sky with time doc 
Reverence sing of glamb

Dwijoko harianto november 21 2018

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