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English

Proud of My Broken Heart
Emily Dickinson
To Celia
Benjamin Johnson
If
Rudyard Kipling
The Meaning of Success
Ralph Waldo Emerson
You're the Result of Yourself
Pablo Neruda
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
For the World Is Hollow...
William Ames
The Dance
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Recommendation
Thich Nhat Hanh
The Philosopher
Sara Teasdale
The Philosopher
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Monday's Child
Mother Goose
Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas

Indonesian

Anak Laut
Asrul Sani
Awan
Sanusi Pane
Padamu Jua
Amir Hamzah
Do'a
Chairil Anwar
Kepercayaan
M. Poppy Hutagalung
Aku Ingin
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Hujan Bulan Juni
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Dalam Diriku
Sapardi Djoko Damono
Berjalan ke Barat
Sapardi Djoko Damono

Translated

Gacela of Desperate Love
Federico Garcia Lorca
Shut Up
Marguerite Burnat-Provins

The Philosopher

Edna St. Vincent Millay


And what are you that, wanting you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?

And what are you that, missing you,
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?

I know a man that's a braver man
And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
The one man in my mind?

Yet women's ways are witless ways,
As any sage will tell, --
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well?