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Antasari menuju Vygotsky

"Kereta pagi akan melintas sebentar lagi"
Kira-kira tiga menit sebelum tiba di hadapanku
Ada yang terpekur, sedang duduk sendirian
Suhu di stasiun ini membikin semacam ruangan
Mengamati kedua bola mataku
Siaran berita yang tersimpan dalam gadget
Membaca bibirku, berulangkali mengisi kolom yang sedang kosong dalam catatan pembelajaran hari ini

Jantungku kelap-kelip di jantung kemacetan yang bergerak tiada henti
Di persimpangan jalan menuju Antasari
Aku menggambar sekali lagi jalan putar paling cepat menuju gerbangmu
Menerka secepat apa sinyal ponsel menangkap niatan ini
Lalu mengubahnya menjadi petunjuk berwarna biru
Ketika di kiri dan kananku
Semua yang melaju minggir sejenak
Menyiapkan pekerjaan rumah, rancangan kurikulum paling baru, atau lembaran konsep pendidikan
Dan aku menerapkannya ke dalam diri

Di hadapan sebuah cermin, Vygotsky menegakkan scaffolding
Zona yang dibangun oleh bahasa
Bahwa memahami apa yang dirasakan adalah tingkat tertinggi
Pencapaian yang mesti diamini untuk menguraikan nama panggilanmu, tulisan bergambar, coretan yang akan dibaca oleh kita kelak

Di tanganku terkandung siang paling panjang
Di atas pukul delapan, ia terhenti di depan sebuah lift
Dan tombol keluar masuk yang tidak asing bagi orang-orang asing, kecuali kita


Jekardah, July 2019

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