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Cinema: Salawaku Trailer, Melbourne International Film Festival
The remote wilderness of Indonesia’s Maluku Islands provides a magnificent backdrop for this gentle journey of youthful discovery. In a secluded village in Indonesia’s beautiful Maluku Islands, ten-year-old Salawaku’s older sister has gone. Salawaku takes it upon himself to find her and sets off on a grand journey into the wild heart of his…
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EFEK RUMAH KACA Tiba-Tiba Suddenly konser Again
Originally posted on Kilometer 95: Hanya berselang beberapa jam saja setelah pesawat Saya landing di Jakarta senin pagi, sambil menunggu bagasi, iseng-iseng Saya cek akun Instagram Saya. Akun @sebelahmata_erk yang merupakan official account band pop minimalis Jakarta, Efek Rumah Kaca men-Share postingan kalau mereka akan mengadakan konser dadakan pada hari rabunya. Konser dengan tajuk “Tiba-tiba…
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Two Poems for B Resobowo by Chairil Anwar
By Chairil Anwar I Is this journey far? Just the twinkle of an eye! – How could it be any longer! Then what? Of the falling leaves, you ask for yourself, And of the soft sound which becomes a melody! Does it remain only as a memento? Look at the woman no longer gazing upward…
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Malay manuscripts from Patani – The British Library – Asian and Africa studies blog
Patani is a culturally Malay-Muslim region located on the northeast coast of the Malay peninsula, in the southern part of Thailand. It has long been renowned as a cradle of Malay art and culture, and especially as a centre for Islamic learning, with close links with the Holy Cities of Arabia. Patani has produced many…
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Poem: Heaven By Chairil Anwar
By Chairil Anwar, 1947 Just as my mother and my grandmother too And as seven generations before I too ask to be allowed into heaven which say Masyumi and Muhammadiyah flows with rivers of milk and is full of beautiful maidens But there’s a voice inside me weighing this up, which dares to scoff: Can…
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Poem: Arctic Tuti By Chairil Anwar
By Chairil Anwar, 1946 Between happiness now and in the future yawns a great canyon, My little sis, lapping up an arctic ice dessert; This afternoon you were my love, I decorated you with eclair and Coca-Cola, My wife in training: we made the clock tick stop.
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Poem: Night Time in the Mountains By Chairil Anwar
Night Time in the Mountains By Chairil Anwar, 1946 I wonder: Is it this moon that makes the cold, makes the houses pallid and freezes the forest? This is the first time I’ve been so completely able to respond to the desire: Hey, there’s a little kid playing tips with her shadow! Pantja Raja, No.…
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Editorial: Not the Representatives of the Corrupt
“…The fact is that the direction taken by the House Inquiry Committee can only be read as intended to de-legitimizing the Corruption Eradication Commission.”