Ibe S. Palogai
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in Takalar, South Sulawesi, Indonesia
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Menjala Kunang-Kunang
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Dari Timur: Tulisan Pilihan Makassar International Writers Festival (Volume 1 - 2017)
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2017
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Cuaca Buruk Sebuah Buku Puisi
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Semua yang Bersifat Sementara hanya Metafora
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Struktur Cinta Yang Pudar
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Hidup Tetap Berjalan dan Kita Telah Lupa Alasannya
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Kayori: Seni Merekam Bencana
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“Liar hutan di tubuhku adalah belukar terbaik bagi penjahat bersembunyi. Aku selalu menemukan diriku di sana atau mungkin semua yang sembunyi adalah diriku. Lari dari masa lalu yang kasar, berjarak dari kemarahan yang memar, dan penyesalan selalu menukar kebahagiaan dengan trauma yang samar.”
― Struktur Cinta Yang Pudar
― Struktur Cinta Yang Pudar
“Di Munduk kasihku, dingin bermain api. Memeluk yang hampir membakar liar hutan yang tumbuh di tubuhku.
Kasihku, di sini, subuh sepanjang waktu. Menawanku seperti maaf yang tak pernah tiba pada inang amarahmu.
Angin timur dari lembah ini adalah separuh ingatanmu yang berusaha keras berkuasa melupakanku.”
― Struktur Cinta Yang Pudar
Kasihku, di sini, subuh sepanjang waktu. Menawanku seperti maaf yang tak pernah tiba pada inang amarahmu.
Angin timur dari lembah ini adalah separuh ingatanmu yang berusaha keras berkuasa melupakanku.”
― Struktur Cinta Yang Pudar
“Not to find one’s way in a city may well be uninteresting and banal. It requires ignorance—nothing more," says the twentieth-century philosopher-essayist Walter Benjamin. “But to lose oneself in a city—as one loses oneself in a forest—that calls for quite a different schooling.” To lose yourself: a voluptuous surrender, lost in your arms, lost to the world, utterly immersed in what is present so that its surroundings fade away. In Benjamin’s terms, to be lost is to be fully present, and to be fully present is to be capable of being in uncertainty and mystery. And one does not get lost but loses oneself, with the implication that it is a conscious choice, a chosen surrender, a psychic state achievable through geography.”
― A Field Guide to Getting Lost
― A Field Guide to Getting Lost
“Some women get erased a little at a time, some all at once. Some reappear. Every woman who appears wrestles with the forces that would have her disappear. She struggles with the forces that would tell her story for her, or write her out of the story, the genealogy, the rights of man, the rule of law. The ability to tell your own story, in words or images, is already a victory, already a revolt.”
― Men Explain Things to Me
― Men Explain Things to Me




















