Ted Hughes – from The City


Ted Hughes – from The City


Your poems are like a dark city centre.

Your novel, your stories, your journals, your letters, are suburbs

Of this big city.

The hotels are lit like office blocks all night

With scholars, priests, pilgrims. It’s at night

Sometimes I drive through. I just find

Myself driving through, going slow, simply

Roaming in my own darkness, pondering

What you did. Nearly always

I glimpse you – at some crossing,

Staring upwards, lost, sixty year old.

 


Saya pernah melalui masa ini. Zaman ‘kegelapan’ atau ‘rebel’. Zaman puisi saya adalah kota yang gelap. Zaman awal blog ini wujud. Puisi yang dikarang oleh Ted Hudges dalam Birthday Letters (gosipnya untuk isterinya seorang penyair wanita, Sylvia Plath). Kata-katanya yang paling memikat saya dalam sajak ini ialah

Your poems are like a dark city centre.

Your novel, your stories, your journals, your letters, are suburbs

 


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