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"The Yaslehs

Since 1968, when his first poem Sebuah Sumpah Derhaka was published in Majalah Mastika, our dad, yassinsalleh, has written voraciously, but at the same time is so disorganized that we could hardly keep track of what he has written. It is even worse now that he writes his poems in his phone and sms it to us his children. Believe you me, he spent a lot of money on smsing long poem to us that is sometimes lost to accidental deleting. So we, his three children - Yasleh Rita Ayu, Yasleh Hani Wati, and Yasleh Khaliff Amri - decided that enough is enough, we need to keep some kind of record of his poetry, thus the creation of this blog. This will be a cache to collect all his old poems and a safe to keep all his future ones. In the film world, mentioning my dad's name will immediately brings to mind his 10 awards winning film Dia Ibuku in which he personally won 2 - Best Director and Best Screenplay- but in the literary world the poem ikan-ikan di kaca is synonymous to him, hence the name of this blog.

ikan-ikan di kaca
(buat adik-adikku tom dan ani)

pun mentari sudah tiada api
dan bulan yang merdu
sudah sejuk nyanyinya
di hujung jari jemari embun
kita masih belum terlalu lewat
untuk menerima satu hakikat

ia,
kita anak-anak satu keturunan
yang menganuti escapisme
selama ini
hanyalah
ikan-ikan di kaca
ia
ikan-ikan di kaca.

ikan-ikan di kaca indah alamnya
ikan-ikan di kaca gemulai renangnya
ikan-ikan di kaca manja hidupnya
ikan-ikan di kaca terpenjara sebenarnya.

tidak lama lagi
embun
akan kering
dan mentari
berapi kembali
kuharap
kalian sudah mengerti
bahawa kita
selama ini
hanyalah
ikan-ikan di kaca
esok
masihkah kita
ikan-ikan di kaca?

yassinsalleh
Kuala Lumpur akhir 1969
Dewan Masyarakat, April 1970 "

(dari blog ikanikandikaca)

Dan inisiatif anak-anakku tersayang ini, aku abadikan disini.

Terima kasih Abang, terima kasih Along, terima kasih Adik.

What a wonderful world. - yassinsalleh



Friday, September 24, 2010

nyanyi Simfoni Pilu yassinsalleh Mengejar Kafilah


  
Demikian aku mengutip
bunga-bunga buih tinggalan semalam
di saujana kaki langit tak bertepi
matari menyimpang lalu
bulan sembunyi diri
bintang-bintang jua turut tak peduli.

Alahai,
piatunyalah aku
teman-teman kian jua sayup mengejar kafilah
sarat qorun, sendat syahwat
pesta para dewata
berbahagi rampasan di mimbar biara
tanpa kitab, tanpa mentera
tanpa jurukira.

Aduhai
kadang-kadang
terasa ingin jua aku bertanya
kenapa aku tak pandai
mengejar kafilah?

----yassinsalleh
1017 hrs. sept 25. 2010
sanggar simfoni
la cassa pacifica de yaslehs
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1 comment:

  1. Hashim ZabidiSeptember 29, 2010 at 7:55 AM

    bagiku, kamu wahai pujangga, beginilah aku melihat kamu. Kamu itu:

    kalau pilu, pilunya amat sayu dh syahdu,
    kalau kesal, luruhnya bak dedaun kayu yg berderai,
    kalau berang, ganasnya bagaikan hendak berperang.

    bijak mengukir kata sajak,
    merdu bernyanyi lagu puisi,
    bagaikan selautan air atmajiwa sedihnya bila menangis.

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