#duduk

The sun not half full

but trying

shattered

in the river.

The rocks in the river

not half submerged

in the sun.

The river running through

arid mountain rocks

under the not half

full sun

submerged in the river.

Running through arid

mountain rocks

under the sun

the old man lifted

the duduk

to his lips

& began

to

cry.

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Notes:

I wrote a series of poems trying to capture my Peace Corps experience in Armenia way back in 2002 as part of my MFA thesis. This is one of them.

Aku mulai duduk, terdiam, dan menyudut di ujung ruang

Aku semakin tersudut di tumpukan buku-buku yang perlahan usang

Aku benar-benar tertimpa pada keadaan yang bahkan sulit di kenang

Dan aku sekarang tak terlihat, ditelan sepi, dengan atau tanpa jejak, menghilang

Probably won't do much for those who dig the heavier stuff I post, but I've always really, really, liked this album.

Sounds like looking out over a vast distance from a great height.

just imagined a strange headcanon that Erik had played the duduk to entertain Little Sultana during the Rosy Hours of Mazandaran.