Tiga Puisi Ko Un

A Slice of Moon

As king I grow thin
the people grow fat.
As I grow fat
the world grows thin.
Always
I watched the moon.


Into the Woods

The woods were dark.
The child with me
held my hand tight.
Two of us as one,
silent, for a time
we moved on.
It was there in the woods
my childhood lingered still.
A fawn was on the run.


For an Island

For people, islands give birth
to dreams or love.
Then
they bury the dreams and love.

The sea is more than earth.
Death gives birth to earth
love gives birth to islands.

The sea enclosing islands in a sound of waves,
the sea gives birth to the world.
Then makes the world sink.

Love makes the world dream.
Yet when one is in love
there is nothing we can do.