Saturday, March 30, 2013

I N T E R L U D E




- the wave is dead-

similar powers wildlife
boasting awake
vicious hit
: remaining silent now
cried unspoken chicks
betrayed the mother
that collided race, pointing forefinger
stars was head over heels
shaking left the night

are still perched
dark ....

gray color  doubt
in any translation of meaning
authority proboscis evil octopus
wrapped around by force
no and no
only necessary
shivering on the brink
interlude



Agats - Asmat, February 22, 2011

THE YELLOW ONE, WAMENA


S H A L L ....?



are you still a figure?
When your shaddow driven sprawl
night
blowing black shiny stars
luminous rays ducking in mourning
the terrified child
crazy sword
inevitable showdown
a pair of eyeballs only
dark pounced doubt

are you still a tower?
the light excite
distance between the arrogance
and only ruins
inch
an increasingly closer, because
heaved a time of fear
quickly jump
- who am I and who are you to be?

shall....?

Agats - Asmat, August 6, 2010



Friday, March 29, 2013

S O L D I E R




- blood red sky
dashed arrows are a thousand-
Is there an option for a soldier
except to kill or be killed?
crows howling fury
roared in the distance
bodies fall hunt
lying
behold, my heart
is a bit of a story, fragile
blister on hot coals
melted crushed sorrow

copper red sky
I take the knif cut to the
enemy of truth
storm spin
rumble shed leaves leaf
dried
:true, my heart is a stone
no apology for the blades
who intend to cut the neck
chop conviction



Agats - Asmat,  Februari 19, 2011




S A L I , 4 --Etnography Novel



 T H R E E
(The Story of a Woman Dani *)
By:
Dewi  Linggasari
 
Honai --Traditional Dani House

In the late 1970's, when a bloody event in the Baliem Valley has been a few years passed and the situation returned to normal. The goverment system continues to run, Wamena developed into the capital with the potential Jayawijaya dazzling natural attractions, life in each silimo persisted in accordance with a variety of flow changes. Domestic tourists and Marx states, photographers, researchers, and volunteers continue to arrive, because the exotic, natural purity, and culture Dani rare and worth scrutiny. Baliem Valley and all  into something unique and never finished for examination. Some communities Dani to go with the flow of change, taking the role as the subject, while the society are hard to reach, survive on stone age life.

While Wamena continue to organize themselves as a capital city with less motion slowly. Central government offices, schools, hospitals, and markets continue to be built. Aircraft are the only means of transport that can be used to reach this valley. In the line of hills north, gaping a gap called the Pass Valley, through this loophole every pilot of various aircraft types, perform calculations to enter the valley, rotate, and then condition the aircraft reaches the runway safely.

Trade flows is a direct result of the presence of the plane and newcomers with a variety of interests. And society Dani finally recognize some form of national medium of exchange called money bills red rupiah. Nayak market located in the center of town is slowly becoming economic concentration. A traditional life that gives more hope, because local people can sell their garden growing  to obtain payment instrument called money. The sheets of paper that can be used to miraculously exchange all kinds of goods in the market.

Baliem Valley gasped as if in a change, a contrasting behavior eventually appear side by side in a period of time. Tourists sightseeing clothes, camera, glasses, and motor engine always seem to run together locals and sali only wearing penis gourds. There was Wamena is a verdant valley mist, as a challenge for any newcomer to uncover the mystery in reverse.

In the Liwa silimo remained at the life of the slender. Flow does not entirely change her life touched, except an attempt to earn money by selling garden produce red in the Market Nayak. Outside the gardens and markets, then Liwa is a girl who has grown up, she did not know exactly how old she was, like the people around her, she does not need to know the age and date of birth.

Increasingly, a pair of twin hills in Liwa increasingly looks ripe breasts, slender waist to hip increasingly dense looming behind  beautiful sali. In the worship pastor at the church always gives a message about the need for healthy bath. While Liwa very happy playing water with peers in a creek, especially when the sun is shining. After playing the girl's body water looked fresh.

While Lapina, women who raised her always looking at Liwa as magical creatures. As if only yesterday she embraced the little girl, when Liwa fainted in grief, death Aburah. Now, the little girl has grown up, she seemed as a thousand days amid flowers bloom and perfect as a garnish. Lapina has been seen as an old woman, had repeatedly people interested and intend to propose to her, but Lapina always refused, she did not want to repeat Kugara life. Everything has been enough for her. Lapina prematurely white hair when compared to actual age and a desire to live with a man, have foundered altogether. Lapina telh feel quite continue to live with her son and Liwa.

That day, Lapina just want to draw down the door silimo river water, but move her to stop soon. Unblinking eyes staring straight ahead, at  the act the yanks her fishing once the fire of anger. Lapina like a spectator who saw the scene play without sound, but she seemed to take sucked into it.

Liwa seemed central chatted with a young man wearing penis gourds. Lapina know him as silimo occupants in the village next door. After the conversation, they both look attractive, and finally an invitation to follow him Liwa, refine behind bushes in a long time. Lapina remained standing in the doorway silimo, she did not move at all until she saw a faint shadow moving closer Liwa dice with faces flushed. Liwa step so light and cheerful, she intends to break through the door with a heart filled with flowers silimo. But suddenly footsteps stopped. She saw Lapina standing at the door with a look of cold silimo hostile.

"So, this is what you do? Since when was a boy to touch a girl without first paying the customary pig and told him to her parents? "Lapina convey reproof, her eyes glaring at Liwa, as the flash of a knife ready-wracking. Liwa stand like a stone, locked her mouth, her eyes shining at once extinguished, she realized her mistake.
"Since when Liwa?" Lapina sound smooth and regular, but the Liwa as if cut. She was silent like a little  girl caught, because a juvenile, faces Liwa eyes staring straight down to the ground, could not look Lapina.
“If once again you dare do such a thing, then I will not hesitate to beat you. You understand Liwa? I'm not just your mother, but your father too. Do you think I'm so easily care until you become a girl and a man can be attracted to you. Liwa will remember that! "Lapina kept staring at Liwa, but her anger under control, after which she passed off to the river, leaving Liwa sculpting alone.
On the other hand Liwa felt so sad, she just passed the thrilling moments in life with a young man. She had never felt so happy after she know Ibarak. The days are dull around the valley into full flower when she was alone with Ibarak and act according to impulse. Are not young people in the village do the same thing? But Lapina has clearly admonished, Liwa a wry, Lapina never been this angry. She was truly loved her, so Liwa to treat pain, the death of her parents.

But Liwa not linger with this situation, it is always smart to time alone with Ibarak, hiding in the hedge bushes. Liwa is really fallen in love, she realizes, that Lapina keep an eye on. One day, when Liwa and Ibarak lying close together under a shady tree, staring at the white mist drifting slowly, suddenly Lapina was standing in front of him. The woman came silently as a ghost in broad daylight.

"You're still too stubborn Liwa" Lapina half shouted. Liwa shocked, she did not believe that Lapina could find a hiding place. Liwa stuttered Ibarak followed up, shook her hand trembling when weeds attached to Sali was wearing. Liwa face instantly paled, she knew Lapina temperament when being hit rage. "I told you, do not ever there was a man who touched  before he asked me to pay customary and pigs. You should be aware of who's aware of who you are, or thee must respect yourself! "Lapina eyes staring Liwa vehemently, and" plaques "landed a hard slap on the cheek Liwa.


*Sali --Dani woman traditional dress

.............to be continued....