Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Sebut kata tolol sebanyak 287 kali, maka kau akan berada di tempat aku berada sekarang.
Sebut kata migrain sebanyak 317 kali, maka kau akan merasakan apa yang kurasakan sekarang.

Ah, sungguh tidak terlalu sulit.
Atau justru sangat sulit, hingga rasanya begitu mati?
Ini tidak terlalu sulit.
Bercinta dengan Rahwana dan menyebut namamu.
Aku bercinta dengan sang kembar Nakula, Sadewa dan meneriakkan namamu.
Kapan kau mau keluar dari kepalaku?
Ini sungguh tidak terlalu sulit.
Atau justru sangat sulit?
Menelan segala macam penahan rasa sakit.
Meracuni darahku.
Sakit itu tak mau pergi.

Aku teringat sesuatu.
Ya, Elizabeth Bishop.
Dengan seni kehilangannya.
Ini tidak sulit untuknya.
Atau justru terlalu sulit...?

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.


Ini terlalu sulit.
Bukan bencana, hanya sedikit wabah.
Siapapun bisa bertahan melewati wabah.

Seni kehilangan, tidak sulit dipelajari.
Berat, tapi akan terbiasa.

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