ARISEL BA, bAA DAN bALQIS

ARISEL BA, bAA DAN bALQIS
Di LCCT KLIA SEPANG 16 JULAI 2011

Jumaat, 21 Oktober 2011





East - Istana Impian



DI PONDOK SAJAK
Sajak: Arisel Ba

Di Pondok Sajak
Aku bina daripada bata-bata budaya
Menerap dengan pasir simen kata
Melahirkan anak-anak sajak
Menobatkan akal memancar estetika


Di Pondok Sajak
Aku tekun mentafsir kamus kata
Aku ralit mencerna warna bahasa
Aku tabah mendekap bunyi aksara
Aku tulis sajak demi sajak. Diam

Di Pondok Sajak
Di Tranum, kaki Bukit Fraser
Aku menyemai benih di tanah organik kata
Sajak mulai tumbuh daripada nafsu manusia
Berhias dengan intan berlian makna

13 – 22 Oktober 2011,
Tranum, Raub, Pahang


  

IN THE HOUSE OF POEMS
BY: ARISEL BA

In the house of poems
That I’ve built with cultural bricks
Paved and cemented by the sand of words
I fabricate bits and pieces of poems
Rendering the astuteness of the mind
Radiating delightful aesthetics

In the house of poems
I diligently dissect the book of words
Attentively digesting each shades of the language
Indomitably embracing the sound of each distinctive characters
I wrote the poems, one by one. In silence

In the house of poems
In Tranum, at the foot of the Fraser’s Hill
I sow the seeds of thoughts on the organic land for words
Now the poems are sprouting from the desires of mankind
Sparkling with ornamental gems of thoughtful expressions

13 - 22 October 2011,
Tranum, Raub, Pahang



Rabu, 19 Oktober 2011

KETIKA MENUMPUKAN MENATAP FOTO-FOTO TEMPO DULU 1



KETIKA MENUMPUKAN MENATAP FOTO-FOTO TEMPO DULU 1
Sajak: Arisel Ba

Ketika menumpukan menatap foto-foto tempo dulu, aku jadi terkedu, membaca peristiwa tempo dulu, meriahnya pertemuan, gelisahnya perpisahan, dan kini tumbuh gelora nostalgik yang diam. Dalam….

Foto-foto tempo dulu bagaikan putaran jarum jam, detak, detik terus bergerak, dan tatkala foto-foto tempo dulu itu aku tatap, sekali imbas, kali bekali imbas, tumbuh kenang, bercerita yang panjang peristiwa, ketawa atau duka, bangga atau luka. Dan aku tekun membacanya

19 Oktober 2011,
Tranum, Raub, Pahang



As I Propped and Stared at the Aging Photos 1

Poem: Arisel Ba

As I propped and stared at those aging photos, I became
perplexed, while unraveling past events, about the excitement of meeting new acquaintances and on the anxiety of leaving and undergoing separation and then the waves of nostalgic reminiscence begin to surge in silence.  From within….

Those old and aging photos are  like the hands of a clock, tick… tock… constantly and continually moving, and as I was gazing at those photos at a glance, at countless glances, the memories return conveying lengthy episodes of the past of laughter and tears, of pride and painfulness. And I read all of them with earnest

19 October 2011
Tranum, Raub, Pahang