Light from Tuban Land
You are come from Tubewithout sound,your eyes speak Stars:soldier at gunpoint,standing among dust and massmelting in the evening, settling in the chest.I wait for you on the bed of wounds,your body is steel and mighty earth. Like Ronggolawe who praysWithout giving up life, without ceasing.Majapahit is fragile, you saybut the spirit never fades.Losing is just … Read more