A FEW HOURS AT KEHEN

THE EARLY SUN WAS SO PALE AND SHADOWY

I COULD NOT FEEL ITS LOVELY WARM BITES

IN THE ARCHITECTURE THAT HAS NO INSIDE

I COULD FEEL ITS SHADOWY COLD BITES

SHAPE OF MENU

A TALL, MULTI RECTANGULAR SPIRIT

LOOKING DOWN AT ME WHO THIRST

ABOUT TO DEMAND THAT I AVENGE

THAT SLIGHT OF LIGHT AND ARTIFACT BY CREATIVE HANDS

ALIGNED IN SHAPES BECOME THE MOMENT CAUGHT

WORDS SLOWED TO A STANDSTIL, THE LIFE EXAMINED

WE STEP FORWARD NARROW-EYED FOR A CLOSER LOOK

DID WE FIND SOMETHING?

AN ARTIFACT OF BALINESE VILLAGE

MY STUDENTS WERE THERE AMONG THE SOLID MASSES

IN RANDOM ATTITUDES OF EASE AND SERIOUSNESS

A BIG TREE WAS STANDING UP THERE FOR EVEN HUNDRED YEARS

SHE COULD NOT TALK BUT COULD TELL YOU ALL ABOUT

THE MORNING LIGHT IS ONLY

THE FIRST WARM BRUSH STROKE

IN THE LECTURE OF TODAY

A CURIOUS STUDENT IN DARKITECTURE T-SHIRT

READY WITH NOTELEAF AND FINGERING A PENCIL

BUT QUIET AS THE ANGKUL-ANGKUL

AS WAS WELCOMING ANYONE

BUT THERE WAS NOONE

AND NOTHING WROTE DOWN

WHAT DID I TELL?

TO WHOM EAGER TO ABSOEB WHATEVER LESSON

NOTHING NEW, INSTEAD OF

HERE IN KEHEN THE SPACIOUS CLASSROOM

WITH ITS TALL MENU AND WALLS OF FINE CRAFTSMANSHIP

AND SOME FACELESS DEITIES WHO SEEM TO LOOK AT US

BUT COULD NOT SEE

WE COULD NOT FEEL SOMETHING CALLED JAGADDHITA

SUDIARTO ALY. LINGKAR PENA PUISI-PUISI CYBER-AIRNER. 1999