THE JOURNEY OF MEVROUW ANNELIES TO THE NETHERLANDS
-# in Indonesian: Perjalanan Mevrouw Annelies ke Nederland
For Pramoedya Ananta Toer
I understand, Mevrouw, for I'm you.
I long to rope with me,
joke around, dance unbound, together, no frown,
those that are chopped-mutilated by while,
eaten like Kronos's kids by time.
The further you are from the East Indies,
the pain within deepens.
The more you leave Minke behind,
the harder your feeling calcified.
Until it became stone
and you die, sad and alone.
And you leave your Minke
and Ontosoroh in tristesse.
You're the result of the misguidance of the zeitgeist.
You're the unwanted child of kindness and cruelty.
You're the Elise in Nohr, you're the laughter in a funeral.
You're the unstill kid in the embrace of stupidity.
If I were married by Minke,
I'll reject outright that entente cruise!
Panji only annoyed me,
whilst I'm not ready to switch tempe with latte.
So be my thoughts, dear Mevrouw,
if I'm now just a juffrouw,
I'll shout until my voice wore out.
I'll fight through my husband if I'm a Mevrouw.
And I shall turn all to dust, nothing,
all baits of rage with my writing,
I'll turn all to mine,
dear Time, and I'll kiss them like I'm bullied in Buru Island.
I said goodbye
to bodies headless,
martyrs who with no gains
fought the clock of the sublime.
I said goodbye to myself,
to not-myself, to myself transposed, to my anti-self.
I leave them to rot odour
and epoch until it became épousseter.
And you, Mevrouw, should let go and say goodbye,
to Minke, to an Independent East Indies, and to you alone.
Farewell, o coquette Mevrouw!
See you soon in another context unbound!
Farewell, dear Mevrouw Annelies.
No, dammit, don't shed tears;
for my ink weeps for you.```
-||Muhammad Naufal Afif||, Orbital Dago, 7-4-2025, edited in Kedai Koboi 7-4-2025, self-translated 7-4-2025


