Deep in the heart of Central Java, tucked between rolling green hills and sprawling rice fields, lay the quiet village of Banyumas. Life moved slowly there—too slowly for Darto, a twelve-year-old ... [+]
As we rest in a hammock,
the maraca snake slithers past
at the speed of nonchalance,
and feathered torpedoes
play tag.
Buzzing bees bumble by.
Motion fights stillness
and silence smothers sound
among the hallowed halls
of ferrous stone.
the maraca snake slithers past
at the speed of nonchalance,
and feathered torpedoes
play tag.
Buzzing bees bumble by.
Motion fights stillness
and silence smothers sound
among the hallowed halls
of ferrous stone.