Aceh has been razed by the quake, torn apart by the tsunami. A few Acehnese young poets try to paint the devastation in words: some straight from the site, others from some corner in a foreign land. It is worthy to note that some of these poets have lost their relatives: they are either killed or missing.

MY MOTHER OF THE RED WINGS
Azhari

Mother, Father and Sister Nong
after the disaster I went home to see
you and our village

I thought Dece