Monday, 28 May 2018
The Indonesian poet Chairil Anwar would never have blown himself up to go to Heaven. With his eyes darting mischieviously (or so I imagine), he wrote of his doubt about rewards in the hereafter-the promise of a tempting paradise.
Like my mother my grandmother
and seven generations before them
I too seek admission to Heaven
which Muslim politicians and organizations say has rivers of milk
and throngs with thousands of nymphs
But a counter vo...
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