I think these poems are pretty good, in the main. As good as I can write, anyway. But none of them is finished. Finished because every time I go back to it I see something I could have done better. Art is a continuous process. It stops when the artist walks into the sea. At lunchtime, when the rudely young pour in,. And office workers sit down with their healthy snacks,.

Sunday, November 12, 2006. Tangisan anak kecil yang letih dan teriakan orang dewasa yang kecewa. Rasa lapar dan kebosanan menunggu dan menunggu. Seperti tahun-tahun kemarin, atmosfer di prefektur kota Marseille tak berubah. Setiap warga negara asing yang tinggal di Prancis harus melewati kantor prefektur. Setiap hari menghadapi orang dengan berbagai latar belakang yang berbeda.

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