december hiatus

First of all, my greetings to you people.

 I ran out of ideas of what I wanted to post. I ‘backspaced’ my sentences too much. Staring at the end of sentences expecting what’s going to come out next, awkward. These words in my head are scrambled, puzzled and I’m confused of how am I going to put this in a perfect manner. I know I’m a terrible blogger that commits thousands false fragment and sentence structures. but you know what I did during the semester break? Approaching myself in Malay Poetry that does sound classic but the ironic is, it’s urban, simple and straight to the point. Malay poetry I thought in the first place could be like flowery, too poetic and all that lovey dovey. But once you tried to change the malay poetry into more simple and contemporary lines, it could brings you to the readers that only want to understand once they read the sentences without reading between the lines. Nadhira Brundage and Fynn Jamal would be my influence. Even though these people are not like A. Samad Said that could spill and pull of the poetic words out of anything, he’s a literature himself, I respect him for that. But those two people, they really did make a change in malay poetry and so I took a chance to draft and wrote my own malay poetry. It’s going to be different that the rest of the Malay poetry that you usually read. This time, it’s rather cynical. However, I’m wondering myself too cause it’s again, ironic. I’m a future English teacher and I should have written poems in English but I tell you, I tried and it’s hard. Well I did some but it won’t work that much. It won’t move much people like Lang Leav did.

Lang Leav is poetry goddess. If it’s an English poetry, I chose Emily Dickinson and Robert frost. Lang Leav is a current one. When I read one of her poems, it’s already enough for me to remember that I once love to read poems and did a little research about Emily Dickinson back in school and read some of her poems. That was right after Teacher Zalina taught us about a poem of Emily Dickinson entitled ‘there’s been a death in the opposite house’ if I was not mistaken. But that time I still did not understand much about arts and literature. Then I got busy with tuitions, SPM, PLKN and it ended in a foundation year at the teacher trainee campus which I was once again, be introduced about English literature that I truly forgotten of. Lang Leav took a change in poetry into something more freshly and fill with words yet simple to digest. and now I’m investing myself or at least trying my luck. I hope it’s worth it.

I guess I fell in love with poetry once again.

p/s: Happy new year! just in case I couldn’t post in January 2014. :)