a bus ride
the wind sitting next to me
an old friend
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Sukasah Syahdan
Sukasah Syahdan is one of the few Indonesian poets writing in English. Some of his works can be found in his poetry weblog, The Tjipoetat Quill. He can be reached at tjipoetatquill AT hotpop DOT com.
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i enjoyed to read this ku
a bus ride
the coin falling like a bell
my old friends
Why? Because there’s sound and sensation and a final sense of coming *into*.
“-“
midnight, such bitter wicked darkness-
in the arms of an old friend
Imaginative, mysterious, haunting.
Somehow comforting.
still water in the canal
between the banks–
this duck’s flight