Asphalt coloured sky drops its cold dull wet sheet Soggy grass, shoe indented mud, splashed socked feet Coat and scarf helpless against the deep chilled air Human, after scavenging a wage in alienated work,home alone in a nice warm lair.
PUBLIC SEMINAR SERIES: Critical Perspectives on Contemporary Southeast Asian Politics And Society
Critical Perspectives on Contemporary Southeast Asian Politics And Society: Politics and International Studies, Victoria University and Asia Institute, University of Melbourne 2012 Seminar Series, convened by Dr Max Lane This seminar series, organised by the Asia Institute at the University of Melbourne and Politics and International Studies, Victoria University , is aimed at creating a […]
ARTIKEL: Sejarah Orde Baru dan Indonesia – Max Lane
Pertama sekali saya belajar sejarah Indonesia ialah pada tahun 1967 dan 1968 di Sekolah Menengah Atas di Sydney, Australia, kemudian di Department of Indonesian and Malayan Studies, University of Sydney tahun 1969-72. Pada saat itu sejarah Indonesia Merdeka baru berlangsung 22 tahun. Daripada 22 tahun itu, 5 tahun adalah sejarah revolusi (fisik), kemudian ada periode […]
NOVEMBER, 2011: Where Max is Speaking.
This schedule will be updated regularly and can be accessed by clicking “Where Max is Speaking” just under the banner of this blog, on the far right. November, 2011 November 2, UniversitasParamedina: ” “Economic Crisis in Europe and United States; A respond from Globalist Perspective in IR”, Graduate School of Diplomacy. Consortium on Indonesian Foreign […]
Reflections and “poems” on Indonesia and on politics on a Sunday in Melbourne
I Writer’s block Its stopped the clock Is it a matter of will? Or a matter first of paying every bill? II Blank sheet Erased of earlier etches broken nib, blunt pencil, unconnected keyboard Bugs in the software
Poem: Jakarta worker
blood shot eyes, blood shot eyes, blood shot eyes four hours commute through chafing wind by motor bike each day? 12 hours shift? sleeplessness from heat and crowded quarters, crying child, weary wife? counting bills and income again and again and again? blood shot eyes, blood shot eyes, blood shot eyes
Sajak: pemandangan perjalanan (pergi jauh?)
Tembusi korden debu polusi, simfoni klakson dan bising campur azan memandang seribu dua ribu toko dan kios marhaen sepeda mebel kursi roda plastik-plastikan soto dan foto presiden-presiden Lewatkan entah rombongan atau khalayak nuju entah pula kemana sesak-sesak di metro-mini Pengamen berumur 12 tahun main gitar-gitaran di lampu merah Jendela membingkai pemandangan semua sampai juga negeri lain […]
Poem: Jakarta Child Asleep
breathing asleep ,sandwiched head on back of dad in front cars truck and buses shiting their dirty breath young eyelids closed protecting sight from the chafing whizzing wind mum’s arms circle child and husband heading home one among the swarm one hit from the monsters that rule the road, child will wake but grazed or broken by […]
Sajak: Anak Jakarta Tertidur
nyenyak terapit kejepit dua orang tua nuju pulang sunyi, bernafaskan asap diberakkan bis, truk dan mobil kelopaknya mata amat muda tutup berlindung dari angin kencang semoga nggak kesenggul macet-macet, motor bisa jadi jatuh dari labil
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