If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.


by: Derek Walcott

Baby It ain't Over 'til It's Over

Written by: Lenny Kravitz

Here we are still together
We are one
So much time wasted
Playing games with love

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over
So many gears we've tried
To keep our love alive
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over

How many times
Did we give up
But we always worked things out
And all my doubts and fears
Kept me wondering
If I'd always be in love

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many gears we've tried
And kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
Baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many gears we've tried
And kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
Baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many gears we've tried
And kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over (over, over)

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
Baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many gears we've tried
And kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over (over, over, over)

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
Baby it ain't over 'til it's over (over...fade out)

Hackers' Ethics

What is hacker?

Hackers' ethics are used to

In Praise of Adjectives

This title refers to Carl Honore's book In Praise of Slow (in US, this book called In Praise of Slowness).

Quiet is the new loud, slow is the new speed.

I write about this on my blog because I just don't like the way people play with words. They're twisting words for the sake of the rhyme, not the meaning.
I mean, what's all about these adjectives? just because

GUGUR

Dan jemari bougenvil itu
erat bergenggaman
sepanjang sisi tiang kanopi.
Lalu waktu
membuatnya lapuk
diganggu guyuran hujan,
dan angin berhasil
menggugurkan dedaunan
yang ingin menari di awan.
Mereka jatuh terdiam, kecoklatan,
beribu jumlahnya, berbaring tanpa sapa
seakan lupa
mereka pernah bersama.

by: mariana ariestyawati a.k.a mariana hasbie