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Tentang Karya

Kadang sastra dianggap bercanda

Puisi dinilai tidak berharga 

Pencipta karya dianggap tua


Padahal sayang, 

Tidak ada karya yang bisa

dinilai dengan harga.


Karya hanya bisa dinilai dengan jiwa.

Dengan mata tertutup, hati terbuka.

Dengan olah rasa, keapikan bahasa,

dan kecintaan terhadap sastra.


Kecintaan terhadap karya.


Seni tulis, seni lukis, seni berbicara dan bahasa, seni peran, seni pahat, seni modern dan

berbagai macam jenis seni lainnya,


Termasuk seni berkebun dan

meracik bumbu untuk keluarga kecil kita.


Karya adalah satu-satunya hal yang

menyatukan kita dengan diri, dengan hati, 

dengan fikiran, dengan jiwa.


Dengan alam, hutan dan hujan.

Bahkan rumput dan padang pasir.


Sastra-lah yang menyatukan kita dengan semuanya. 


Karena sastra adalah dunia.

Dunia kamu, kita, saya,

dan mereka.


Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Sabang, 14 Mei 2022.

8am.


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