Monday, April 30, 2007

Ithaca







Constantine P. Cavafy (1863-1933) kerap disebut sebagai the poet's poet. Salah satu puisinya yang paling dikenal adalah yang saya kutip buat Anda berikut ini. Pertama kali saya mendengar puisi ini dibaca, saya masih terlalu kecil untuk mengerti. Tapi barangkali umur, terkadang bekerja seperti anggur, kalau dibiarkan mengendap lebih lama, dia jadi punya daya kerja. Bukannya sok tua, tapi silakan sajalah Anda baca! Bagi penganut paham perjalanan yang sesungguhnya itu ada pada saat dia menempuh perjalanan itu sendiri dan bukan semata-mata karena harus segera tiba di tempat tujuan, dan bagi mereka yang masih percaya proses dan bukan sekedar hasil akhir yang asal jadi, semoga Anda bisa suka dan bersedia ikut mencari dan kelak menemukan makna Ithaca.

Ithaca

When you start on your journey to Ithaca,
then pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge.
Do not fear the Lestrygoniansand the Cyclopes and the angry Poseidon.
You will never meet such as these on your path,if your thoughts remain lofty,
if a fine emotion touches your body and your spirit.

You will never meet the Lestrygonians, the Cyclopes and the fierce Poseidon,
if you do not carry them within your soul,if your soul does not raise them up before you.
Then pray that the road is long.

That the summer mornings are many,that you will enter ports seen for the first time
with such pleasure, with such joy!
Stop at Phoenician markets, and purchase fine merchandise, mother-of-pearl and corals,
amber and ebony,and pleasurable perfumes of all kinds,
buy as many pleasurable perfumes as you can; visit hosts of Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from those who have knowledge.

Always keep Ithaca fixed in your mind.To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.It is better to let it last for long years;
and even to anchor at the isle when you are old, rich with all that you have gained on the way, not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.Without her you would never have taken the road.
But she has nothing more to give you.And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not defrauded you.With the great wisdom you have gained, with so much experience,
you must surely have understood by then what Ithacas mean.

2 comments:

be angel said...

The Zahir, buku oleh Paolo Coelho.
Itu pertama kali aku baca puisi Ithaca.
It hits me.

journey to ithaca, bisa jadi adalah perjalanan hidup ku.
aku penasaran apa yg ada di akhir
tapi aku juga gak mo cepet2 sampe akhir :-)

sperti juga aku pengen cepet nikah,
tapi aku masih pengen menikmati lajangku..
:D

mbak prims, thanks for the good writing!
gambar2 kopinya dapet darimana aja sih?
kayanya makin hari dah makin melek teknologi niy.

Prima said...

he..he..he.. melek kopi, teknologi teteuupp kacau. tapi kalo cuman nyari-nyari gambar aja sihhh...keccciiilll hwa3! tx mels! Prima