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Puisi Pringadi Abdi Surya di Manifesco

Aku mengirimkan 5 puisi ke Manifesco, dan alhamdulillah, 3 puisi dimuat di sana. Berikut puisi Pringadi Abdi Surya di Manifesco pada 31 Januari 2020 (3 teratas yang dimuat, 2 puisi setelahnya tidak dimuat).

Kura-Kura dalam Tubuhmu

Malam-malam sekali ada ombak berjalan ke tubuhmu. Aku pikir itu laut yang tiba-tiba kalut dan takut kalau hujan tak lagi mau turun. Hujan pasir. Hujan lambaian nyiur  di pantai itu, yang diam-diam memanggil kura-kura ke pinggiran. Meninggalkan telur.  Menyampaikan rindu yang lain dari bekas-bekas tetasan yang tak pernah kembali.

Kura-kura itu berjalan ke tubuhmu. Aku takut kura-kura itu akan memakanmu yang sedang  lelap dalam tidur memimpikan sepasang kepiting yang tak lagi berjalan miring. Kepiting anjing  yang menggonggong malam-malam. Kepiting kuda yang meringkik meminta penggembalaan seperti domba-domba lain yang pernah kauceritakan dalam suratmu itu.

Malam-malam sekali bantal itu berkhianat pada janji untuk  memberimu sepasang mimpi  lain tentang caranya bercinta sambil melenguh-lenguhkan namaNya sebelum ada kura-kura  yang berjalan ke tubuhmu. Kura-kura itu mungkin sekali adalah gadis empat belasan yang pernah kau cumbui di halaman sekolah. Lalu kau bekap ia dengan sebuah bantal yang kini berkhianat di tidurmu. Continue reading Puisi Pringadi Abdi Surya di Manifesco

Liksitera Sumsel dan Puisi untuk Tanah Bari

Liksitera Sumsel beberapa waktu lalu mengadakan lomba menulis puisi. Satu peserta hanya boleh mengirimkan maksimal 2 puisi. Sebagai orang Banyuasin, Sumsel nianlah, aku terpanggil ikut berpartisipasi dalam lomba tersebut. Alhamdulillah, puisiku mendapat Juara I. Continue reading Liksitera Sumsel dan Puisi untuk Tanah Bari

5 Puisi Pringadi Abdi Diterjemahkan oleh John H. Mcglynn



You will return but not to my side, the poems

That you wrote in that one solitary letter

Have begun to blur, with some of the word vanishing

Like gas. Becoming the air that i breath

Even though life is never willing to be like champor

Even while i have to wait and wait for you

To open the door, to catch the scent of your perfume


Between us, i’m not actually certain

How much this embrace really means


The moment to take you away

Is the moment you take me to die



At The Station


anyone might think

we are sitting at this station

in wait of someone

we know not who

trust is like fire

we only know, he will come

faithful twilight is on fire

its flame dancing

like is an opera

we are pair of gulls

meeting in storm

remembering a love with an unchanging climate

when we were so very much accursed

we could only wait

for someone, or anyone

without the heart to bring bad news

about candles or lanterns

distinguished bya typhoon

anyone might think

we are sitting at this station

as people, waiting for someone

we know not who

we know not why




Sandy Serenade


We will learn to cry, but nor in poetry.


He was just an entertainer, who tought humanitarian displays would

Finally end. But not that night; the sky was still red. Sand was in the

Air, attacking eyes that still could see. Afterwards he couldn’t see

Anything, except the past from within his heart.

What he felt was not hopelessness. There was sure to be a tomorrow.

A day when he would dance again at the end of rifle muzzle, and feel

The coldness of bullets in his body. But that night it was not cold, as if

The birth fire found in every mand had made his body pur with so

Much sweat it formed a small river leading to nil.

May be there won’t be a war. May be there won’t be death. But people

Welcome war and death with laughter and guffaws. He could not bear

The tightness in his chest. Oh.


Isn’t history written in blood?

But he had only learned to write with ink

And cry with tears.



I tried to write this poem on twitter but there is no rain

And there is no you


In the line of time, there is no rain, no you,

Words descend from the sky line divine inspiration

But who can hear, who can see


We are accustomed to laughing at different things

But always cry for the same

Again and again, over and over, untiring


Each loneliness bequeathed to lovers

Who are defeated or die in their love

We stor carefully like a time capsule


Buried in the deep earth, near a tree

That was full grown since the time Adam

Come down to earth in his journey to find his love


In the line of time, people compete to be mentioned

But there is no mention of god, nor for you

I am the ant that escapes attention


And whenever I thin I’ve finished writing a poem

It’s then i also realize there cannever be enough of you

In the scop of 140 characters




The Last Rain in Memory


I will set aside this mist for you
until the time comes to meet
for leaves have only just begun to grow
after the curse of a century of drought
for my failure as a man to turn stones
into gold

an elderly alchemist named khidir
who disappeared into eternity
left a message for me:

even one drop of the bitter rain that fell that evening
is capable of becoming a new world

no one knows, I’ve even concealed my shadow
in that old and windowless house
and that I’m looking now for other shadows
cast by a woman with reddened lips

upon seeing her, the rain will lessen
and everyone will begin to affirm the feeling of pain

I will set aside this mist for you
until the time comes to meet
and the leaves that are styudying to write down names
don’t come to know how your name is spelled

as death or as love




Jatuh ke Senyummu

aku terjatuh ke dalam senyummu
dan aku terperangkap, terpenjara
sia-sia sudah kemerdekaan
bertambah lagi duka
setelah kemiskinan, intoleransi
kini aku papah padamu

isi kepalaku berubah, bukan lagi
kolam berair jernih
ikan-ikan tak berkumpul, pergi

bagaimana caramu menjatuhkan aku
lebih cepat dari pukulan ali
ketika menjatuhkan foreman

senyummu adalah sebuah lubang
yang memaksaku jatuh
dan tak ingin aku bangkit kembali
biarlah kini duniaku di dalammu