Kali ini
kau berbaju biru
dan bajuku ungu
sayang, hanya aku tahu
hatimu
tidak setulus hatiku
yang berbaju ungu.
Bila begini, sebilah pisau aku tidak gentar
sepatah kata,
bisa, aku merasa.
Hati dan rasa mengejarku
aku menjadi lebih berani.
Latifah Haji Shebli
Anak Laut,
DBP, 2000
LIFE BRIEF CANDLE
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
William Shakespeare
