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ARE YOU STILL PLAYING YOUR FLUTE
By Zurinah Hassan
Form 5 - Are you still playing your flute.pdf
The POET
Zurina Hassan was born on 13th June,1949, at Alor Star, Kedah. She
obtained her basic degree B.A (HONS) from
USM, followed by her M.A from UPM and
finally Phd from Academic of Malay Studies of UM. The
following are some of the few awards achieved
by Zurina Hassan.
MASIHKAH KAU BERMAIN SERULING Masihkah kau bermain
serulingwalau waktu telah terlewat untuk kita bercintaaku semakin terasa bersalahmelayani godaan iramalagu yang tersimpan pada lorong halus buluhdikeluarkan oleh nafas senimandiukir oleh bibirdiatur oleh jaridilayangkan oleh alun anginmenolak ke dasar rasa.
Are you still playing your flute? When there is hardly time for our love I am feeling guilty To be longing for your song The melody concealed in the slim hollow of the bamboo Uncovered by the breath of an artist Composed by his fingers Blown by the wind To the depth of my heart.
MASIHKAH KAU BERMAIN SERULING
Masihkah kau bermain seruling
ketika kampung semakin sunyi
sawah telah uzurwaktu jadi terlalu mahal
untuk memerhatikan hujan turun
merenung jalur senjamengutip manik embun
menghidu harum bunga.
Are you still playing the flute? In the village so quiet and deserted Amidst the sick rice field While here it has become a luxury To spend time watching the rain Gazing at the evening rays Collecting dew drops Or enjoying the fragrance of flowers.
MASIHKAH KAU BERMAIN SERULING
Masihkah kau bermain serulingketika aku terasa mata bersalahuntuk melayani rasa rindu padamudi kota yang semakin kusut dan tenatadik-adikku menganggur dan sakit jiwabangsaku dipecahkan oleh politiksaudara diserang bom-bom ganasdunia sudah terlalu tua dan parah.
Di sinilah berakhirnya percintaan kitakerana zaman sedang menuntut para senimanhidup di luar dirinya.
Are you still playing your flute? The more it disturbs my conscience to be thinking of you in the hazard of you my younger brothers unemployed and desperate my people disunited by politics my friend slaughtered mercilessly this world is too old and bleeding
STANZA 1
The persona thinks of the man she loves. He is in the village and he plays his flute every day, totally unconcerned with what goes on around him.
His music touches the depth of her heart.
Are you still playing your flute? When there is hardly time for our love I am feeling guilty To be longing for your song The melody concealed in the slim hollow of the bamboo Uncovered by the breath of an artist Composed by his fingers Blown by the wind To the depth of my heart.
Stanza 2
Are you still playing your flute? In the village so quiet and deserted Amidst the sick rice field While here it has become a luxury To spend time watching the rain Gazing at the evening rays Collecting dew drops Or enjoying the fragrance of flowers
The persona is sad that the village is deserted and empty. The rice field is unplanted and fallow. Yet her lover still playing flute.
The woman laments that her life is full of worries as she has no time to enjoy nature.
Stanza 3
Are you still playing your flute? The more it disturbs my conscience to be thinking of you in the hazard of you my younger brothers unemployed and desperate my people disunited by politics my friend slaughtered mercilessly this world is too old and bleeding
The persona shows annoyance for her lover as she thinks of all the problems that surround her while he does nothing but play his flute. Her younger brothers have no jobs and they are desperate and poor.
The persona is saddened by disunity in her people as they have different political views.
Understanding The Poem
Stanza One