Violetta Simatupang Poems
|1.||To A Young Man Who Flinched Me During The Pillow Talk||4/21/2010|
|2.||Upon My Return||4/21/2010|
|3.||At The Gas Station Toilet, Begging Kitari||4/21/2010|
|4.||My Lover In The Gutter||4/21/2010|
|6.||The Odyssey Is Over, Go Away!||4/21/2010|
|8.||Osama - But A Drama||5/13/2012|
|9.||The Dawn Mother Left||1/5/2014|
|10.||One Grey Day||12/10/2009|
|11.||Ross My Boss||12/10/2009|
|12.||Lost On Paradise Isle||12/10/2009|
|13.||Narayan In An Expo||1/5/2014|
|14.||What The Caddie Thinks! (Dedicated To Rani - A Pretty Yet Miserable Caddie)||1/11/2010|
What The Caddie Thinks! (Dedicated To Rani - A Pretty Yet Miserable Caddie)
She lives on the same planet as ours
Small, round, full of holes.
Then comes one beautiful day
Something went: stroke!
And she found herself in the green field
Of big leaders and negotiators.
“Pass me the goldplatted -headed clubs, please”
They smile to her, and she has to be courteous
As if known by that name, The Caddie!
Take us to the clubhouse, cut shot
“Champagne, Irish whiskey, Mao-Tai, White Russian? ”
She has learned many new words:
Cardiac muscle, esophagus, binge-purge syndrome
To European Space Agency, photoelectric effect, ...