I don't understand Bob Dylan. Maybe that's how it should be: something that fascinates is something that does not have to be, or cannot be, understood. I read Dylan's book of poetry, Tarantula, which he wrote in 1966 when he was twenty-five. In it, words move not like letters, not like vessels of meaning, but as sound, in their repetition, consonants, emphasis, and syllable length:
mother say go in…
The BasukiDjarot campaign team is working on Muslim voters who casted their ballots for Agus Harimurti in East and South Jakarta. Religious pilgrimages are being offered to attract them.
Speaking to about 200 residents of Cipinang, Tubagus Ace Hasan Syadzily joked about voter fears of giving their voice for Basuki Tjahaja Purnama (Ahok), the incumbent Jakarta governor who happens to be a Christian.