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Kumpulan Puisi L.K. Ara
Drs. MM. Yohannes De Santo dilahirkan di Timor, Indonesia, pada tanggal 27 Januari, 1963. Ia lulus dari The Graduate School of Management PPM Jakarta dan belajar bahasa Inggris di Universitas Sanata Dharma, Yogyakarta. Saat ini John mengajar Business Ethics, Self Development, and Strategic Management di ASMI Santa Maria Yogyakarta. Beliau juga seorang penulis tetap dari terbitan Educare Magazine, yang disunting oleh Indonesian Bishop Conference Jakarta.
Sebagai seorang penulis dwi bahasa (bahasa Indonesia dan Inggris) John mampu menerjemahkan karya rekaan maupun nyata. Terjemahannya telah diterbitkan oleh beberapa penerbitan terkenal seperti: Kunci Ilmu – The Unbearable Lightness of Being oleh Milan Kundera, 2002 – ISBN 979-3200-006; Bentang –The Priest’s Madona oleh Amy Hassinger, 2006 – ISBN 979-3062-2; Penerbit Kanisius – Mythology and Shaman oleh Levy Strauss, 1997 – ISBN 979-497-585-9; Kepelpress – Experience and Education oleh John Dewey, 2002 – ISBN 979-96230-4-9.
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Kumpulan Puisi L.K.Ara
Fort Rikit Gaib 1904
On a page of an old book
I found your picture.
A quiet hamlet
A pile of corps
A straight bamboo post
Withered as if sobbing.
Fort Rikit Gaib was conquered.
Its thorny bamboo fence broken.
The country’s warriors
Eliminated viciously by
van Daalen.
Men and women
The elderly and even children
All killed cruelly
Without humanity.
Yes, van Daalen did send an envoy
Proposing peace
But the warrior chiefs
Aman Linting and Reje Kemala Darna
Immediately refused.
In their hearts
Resilience flourished.
To die a martyr’s death
Is better than surrender.
(Banda Aceh, 29/1/2012)
The Surf
The breaking waves
keep calling
until we set foot on this place
in still twilight
follow the way
from paved to dirt road
to the ocean’s shore
Arriving at the open gateway
we stare across the Strait of Malacca
imagining ready war ships
two thousand widows
trained and faithful soldiers
defending the homeland
against Portugese and Dutch attacks
The ruins of the fort still stand
despite lack of care
peep holes
still open up to the sea
where the enemy came from
as we witnessed
more than 500 years ago.
As creeping roots
strangle the stony fort
as the moss grows thicker
on the walls of the fort
we now miss your courage.
Ahoy! Unsurpassed Admiral of the world
we have lost
our sense of heroism
our sense of dedication
our sense of loyalty.
We now praise opulence
possessions, rank and power
but the crashing waves
faithfully sustain
through time.
The surf inside us
won’t let us forget you, Admiral Malahayati.
(Banda Aceh, 11/1/12)
Silence
The stone awaits
I know
At times wearisome
Wandering feet
Leave you
I know
The stone awaits
I know
Until the tide comes
To console you
Until moss becomes
Your best friend
I know
The stone awaits.
I know
When you keep silent
Stabbed and stabbed again
The sun a broad knife
When you keep silent
Stabbed and stabbed again
The knife daylong loneliness
I know
Your profound stillness
A prayer
Arrives at utter quietness
Silence.
(Banda Aceh, 26/11/11)