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Tersebab Hellen Keller


Bersisi 2 buah sajak yang ditujukan pada Hellen Keller, oleh Ganz Pecandukata


Sajak di Jalan Braille: Menuju Mata dan Telingamu -1-

tersebab memoar Hellen Keller

bunga-bunga lili liar menaruh sejumlah bentuk perasaan yang tumpah
ketika engkau bermain dengan bahasa-bahasa eja pada jemari
ke pemahaman bibirmu

lalu di antara semi pohon mimosa ada pikiran-pikiran tak terucap, jatuh
bersama dengan bunga-bunga keringnya dekat pagar rumahmu
dan hidung cabang-cabang basah mencium patahan
aksara mimpi-mimpimu melalui tebal kambium waktu;

kukira engkau benar bagaimana mengarahkan jendela-usia
menafsirkannya dengan cara hati-jemarimu, lantas mengatakan
kepada arakan anginlembah yang mengubah gerak awan merah jambu
ke atas pohon ek raksasa dan linden sehingga engkau dapati
nyanyian pipit mengirimkan pengharapan atas keindahan
merangkum segalanya di penghabisan februarimu
:
jika kita pernah melihat, maka
“hari itu serta apa yang ditunjukkannya adalah
milik kita”*





*) penggalan kalimat dari catatan Hellen Keller

2010

see :
http://ganzpecandukata.blogspot.com/2010/08/sajak-di-jalan-braille-menuju-mata-dan.html



Sajak di Jalan Braille: Menuju Mata dan Telingamu -2-

tersebab memoar Hellen Keller

ke pulau mana lagi, engkau tambatkan waktu-hatimu. hari-hari sudah begitu huruf
di jemarimu yang lapang. orang-orang kini menyimpan perasaan-perasaan bersama
pepatah hidup di balik tebal huruf-hurufmu. - mereka berseteru menyingkap
kejujuranmu, mengungkapnya dengan pertanda bahwasanya ada sesuatu yang lupa
terbaca -

ke bahasa mana lagi, engkau sederhanakan kebutaan dan ketulian. sebab, buta dan
tuli bukan lagi seperti sebuah novel atau puisi yang engkau renungkan berulang. bukan
seperti sebuah autobiografi atau catatan-catatan kecil penuh perjuangan dan kemalangan.
bahwa engkau telah memulainya dengan menerjemahkan bibir Anne Sullivan ke dalam
inderamu adalah muasal dari kesederhanaan itu. - buta dan tuli adalah bagaimana orang
melihat dan mendengarmu sebagai wanita dengan peninggalan sarat intuisi serta penciptaan.
seperti Dr. Bell memecah mitos Prometheus, seperti engkau meretas mitos braille -

Hellen, o Hellen...maka kitablah segala pengharapan, sebab sejatinya buta dan tuli
lepas mengupas kelopak matamu meremas gendang telingamu untuk sekedar
menjadi pagi di pecahan--kenangan meja belajarmu. sekedar menjadi pengucapan,
lafal pada lidahmu yang vokal tanpa menyatakan sedih bagi anugerah airmata
:
ada kebahagiaan saat engkau lupa pada keadaan dirimu.*




*) penggalan kalimat dari catatan Hellen Keller

2010


see :
http://ganzpecandukata.blogspot.com/2010/08/sajak-di-jalan-braille-menuju-mata-dan_16.html



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