Mesin Rekam adalah penerbit buku berdomisili di Surakarta yang berdiri sejak tahun 2023. Mesin sering kali diidentikkan dengan kemajuan dan percepatan, yang merupakan perpanjangan dari upaya. Rekam selalu menjadi masa lampau, tersimpan sebagai rujukan untuk sekarang dan nanti. Dalam pemilihan nama Mesin Rekam, penerbit kami merangkum hubungan antara masa lalu, kini, dan yang datang. Kami terbuka dengan eksperimen dan kebaruan, menjajaki semua potensi yang mungkin.

STUMBLE BETWEEN TWO STARS

CÉSAR VALLEJO

There are people so wretched, they don’t even
have a body; quantitative the hair,
lowers, in inches, the affable grief;
the mode, above;
don’t look for me, the molar of oblivion,
they appear to come out of the air, to add up sighs mentally, to hear
sharp lashes on their palates!

They leave their skin, scratching at the sarcophagus in which they are born
and rise through their death hour after hour
and fall, along their frozen alphabet, to the ground.

Pity for so much! pity for so little! pity for those women!
The pity in my room, hearing them wear glasses!
The pity in my thorax, when they buy dresses!
Pity for my white grime, in their combined scum!

Beloved be the Sanchez ears,
beloved the people who sit down,
beloved the unknown man and his wife,
the neighbor with sleeves, neck and eyes!

Beloved be that one with bedbugs,
the one who wears a torn shoe in the rain,
the one waking the corpse of a loaf with two matches,
the one who clothes a door on a finger,
the one who has no birthdays,
the one who has lost his shadow in a fir,
the beast, the one who looks like a parrot,
the one who looks like a man, the rich poor man,
the complete skinflint, the poor poor man!

Beloved be
the one who is hungry or thirsty, but has no
hunger with which to satiate all his thirst,
nor thirst with which to satiate all his hungers!

Beloved be the one who works by the day, by the month, by the hour,
the one who sweats from pain or from shame,
that one who goes, by order of his hands, to the movies,
the one who pays with what he lacks,
the one who sleeps on his back,
the one who no longer remembers his childhood; beloved be
the bald man without a hat,
the just man without thorns,
the thief without roses,
the one who wears a watch and has seen God,
the one who has an honor and does not die!

Beloved be the child, who falls and still cries
and the man who has fallen and no longer cries!

Pity for so much! Pity for so little! Pity for them!

 

Diambil dari ‘The Complete Poetry César Vallejo – A Bilingual Edition’ (translated by Clayton Eshleman)