Bare and Blue

look at sky high
the beauty, tree
bare and blue
yes,
b a r e
and
b l u e

#missingapieceofmylife

Pada Sebuah Nama

Tanpa suara aku bergumam mesra. Pada angin yang berhembus kutitipkan salamku. Dalam diam seribu bahasa aku memaknai kalbu. Nama itu selalu. Nama itu menggangguku, dan terus menderu. Dan kepada rasa kubungkamkan asa itu. Pada senja menjelang malam, aku bersaksi. Tidak ada janji dan tak akan ada yang mengingkari. Terlalu dini untuk mengakui, ada satu hati yang menanti. Kuraba hatimu dengan hati-hati, tak kudapatkan yang kumau. Bagai menjangkarkan ragu dalam rasio dan waktu. Jalan-jalan menjemput kenangan. Pada masa yang lalu aku terharu. Pada lembutnya laku dan sorot mata yang sayu. Terpaku terpalu dalam hadir yang menghanyutkan. Membagi mimpi yang sempat terucapkan. Dalam nada dan doa ada segan yang memisahkan. Enggan dalam menguraikan pengharapan. Terbentengi kalut dan kabut yang mengelilingi pemandangan. Pandangan sekitar yang semakin membiaskan. Kedekatan yang justru menjauhkan.

- Kiki Fauzia, 2 November 2009-

i found this poem on my previous blog. so silly back to old times.

rindu ber-PUISI

Kemarin, adik angkatanku men-tag-ku dalam sebuah notes di facebook. Dalam notes itu dia mengutip sebuah karya puisi Sapardi Djoko Damono. Nama itu sangat familiar di telingaku. Bahkan sejak SD. Nama itu melayangkan anganku pada kenangan masa lalu; kecintaanku pada puisi. Ketika SMP, aku gemar berpuisi. Di SMA pun, semakin menggelora hasratku untuk menjiwai karya puisi, berkompetisi dalam interpretasi diri, dan menikmati melodi, irama, rasa, dan roh yang ada pada setiap katanya. Semua itu semakin dramatis jika dijiwai secara mendalam dalam performa diri yang mampu merenggut perhatian ribuan mata yang mengamati, telinga yang mencerna, dan hati yang meresapi.

Ouh, Sapardi Djoko Damono, Piek Ardijanto Soeprijadi, Taufik Ismail, Hartoyo Andangdjaya, Chairil Anwar, Toto Sudarto Bachtiar, Zawawi Imron, dan masih banyak nama lain. Mereka adalah sastrawan yang menghiasi masa beliaku. Mereka pula yang telah menemaniku dalam puluhan festival seni di Kota (Blitar;red), serta mengantarku ke berbagai kompetisi di Sidoarjo, Madiun, dan Banyuwangi. Serta mendampingi adikku ke Gresik. Bahkan yang menerbangkannya mewakili provinsi di Kalimantan Timur.

Aku sungguh rindu berpuisi. Aku rindu menginterpretasikan setiap katanya. Aku haus akan ketatnya kompetisi. Aku mendambakan (lagi) latihan vokal, penjiwaan, mimik wajah, gesture, posture, dan semua yang terangkum dalam sebuah teatrikal atau musikalisasi puisi.

Sayang sekali, semakin ke sini aku semakin menjauh pada seni yang aku gemari. Aku akan sangat mendamba jika waktunya tiba kembali untuk berpuisi lagi. Kapan itu, aku belum tahu.

Salam cinta puisi dan sastra Indonesia, -KF-

ISFiT 2009 Anniversary

It's almost been a year since February 2009. We want to celebrate our togetherness. Chill out our yearning while remembering what happen on the previous year, especially on the month of February. International Student Festival in Trondheim 2009 united us together. On a lovely city, near the north pole called Trondheim we valued every single activity and experienced everyday's excitement in two weeks festival. Great lecturers, amazing workshop, new friendship, alternative peace-building, unforgettable festival would stand foremost in our life-mosaic.

We designed this rendezvous on the exact month when ISFiT was held a year ago. ISFiTers Go to Plaza Senayan, on Saturday 14 February 2o10. I myself get so excited to see my new friends, my ISFiT 2009 family, and my fellow Indonesian students (though some of them already graduated). I will come along way from Yogyakarta to Jakarta. I hope it will be a great anniversary celebration :)

" If I Had A Wing,.."

I missed the place above. It is one of my favorite places in Ridgewood, New Jersey, on my exchange year program. You can see from the picture, it was taken on 04.12.2006. It was such a peaceful pond to spend hours by hours, searching inspirations, writing poems, and remembering home, remembering my parents while singing alone "If I had a wing.." You might wonder what strange song that is. If you think so, you are not wrong. That song is English version, from my own translation. I transleted one of my favorite song. Here is the lyric " Andaikan aku punya sayap, ku kan terbang jauh mengelilingi angkasa. Kan kuajak ayah bundaku, terbang bersamaku, melihat indahnya dunia.." Yeah, I always sang that song on that beautiful pond. The song is a pray and a hope that someday I will take my parents to various beautiful places in the world. Amieen.

I like biking and going no where without knowing the direction. I did alot in the States. When I told my host Mom that I wanted to bike, she was excitedly showing me a bike that my host sister used to ride. But not anymore since she moved to Connecticut for collage. Thanks alot Mom for your genuine kindness. After getting that bike, almost every weekend I rode a bike to go around the town and discovered something new. What I really amazed is American people really appreciate bikers. They have their own path which is safety and comfy.

Here is the story : I discovered the beautiful pond above on my biking adventure. I called it 'if i had a wing Pond'. On that day, I just kept biking around the Duck Pond area, a famous pond in Ridgewood. I just watched on the bike sign that always guide me. It also told me how many miles I already reached. Then, finally I discovered this place. There was not mouch people there, quite, and so peaceful. Then, I liked to sit down on that bench with my bike position parked and leaned on the bench. I always bring the pink dressy notebook that given by the kids I used to babysit in Child Development Class. Her name is Chloe. If I am not mistaken she gave me on the Halloween Day. Hehe.

I could freeze the times then, especially when I already got inspirations. That's why I always brought sandwitch and bottle of water with me. Almost forget, I also had friends accompanied me. They are mostly birds and ducks. We were already be friended. Then, I would start singing, "If I had a wing.."

This is the lyric of one of my favorite songs..

"Satu-satu daun-daun berguguran tinggalkan tangkainya,

Satu-satu burung kecil beterbangan tinggalkan sarangnya

Jauh, jauh, tinggi ke langit yang biru

Andaikan aku punya sayap

Ku kan terbang jauh mengelilingi angkasa

Kan ku ajak ayah bunda ku

Terbang bersama ku melihat indahnya dunia"

The song flew in to the sky with his own wings, witnessed by the leaves and the birds. Then all universes would answered 'Amiien'. It was my whisper prayer.