Wednesday, 15 February 2045

the din of T. Alias Taib, atau sukarnya menjadi penyajak

“He could make a poem out of anything,” Tengku Alias said of Williams. 
And this he tried to emulate.

To “make a poem out of anything” the poetic life had to be one of loops ~ directionless and discursive.
“I never follow the straight path,” he would often say. “My path is crooked.”

p/s. obituary of T. Alias Taib

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