By Inggit Putria Marga
Farewell to the window
staring at both happiness
and pain
in the sky’s very same glow
The one who left,
has hardened in the sea
The one who remained,
now meditates in the forest
While the one who is silent
is struck by the breaths
that rise and fall
in the breasts of hope and memory
Translations by John McGlynn