(Untitled - a fragment from Ida Ayu Oka Suwati Sideman's Durawati)
at dawnsingle-striped footsoldiers
banged drums
did the heroes’s chariots
in bright-coloured flags
it’s near dusk now
horses are trotting home, riderless
a spear in the back of a chariot
the flags
down to half-mast
From Ida Ayu Oka Suwati Sideman's Durawati, stored for eternity here.
posted by lo! @ 12:35 AM
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