Three Poems for Klungkung (Bali)
Sri Wintala Achmad BATU KLOTOK BEACH - Mpu Kuturan He goes along the edge of beach no footwear Leaving his tread of age that is similar fate With poem created by poet, before The wave of time abolishes it In once wiping When the sun moves to west sky He looks at an old wooden boat to be anchored In which the twilight as a beginning of nightmare About the wind dance turning around No notations from sea’s fragrance For the umpteenth time step, he looks up Not to stare at the clouded firmament Being appear as a frame of black canvas There’s no colors there’s no drawings But the dark heart is smeared by tears Klungkung (Bali Island), 2016 KERTAGHOSA GARDEN On the crown of lotus, the butterfly alights With his wings that are vibrated Until a couple of his tentacles is shut In the worship of asmaradana A sigh of butterfly a mooing of lotus : My breath your breath Being going to embody as fresh wind For one thousand one suns After the butterfly leaves lot...