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A Compilation of Literary Works From ASEAN Countries
A Compilation of Literary Works From ASEAN Countries
By Clarisse Tan Sy
Literature
Adi Rumi was born in Brunei Darussalam. He has received the South East Asian Writer
Award, awarded by the King of Thailand every year to a prominent Asian writer. His poem
‘Brothers, your cries…’ was written just days after the Boxing Day tsunami killed more than
230,000 people. He wrote this poem for those suffering in the neighbouring country, Indonesia,
where the damage was the worst. The poet’s word choice perfectly straddles that fine line
between gush and restraint that all poems about tragedy must negotiate. Take “taste sadness” for
example; the phrase mimics the very sound of a wave; the verb “taste” has a brutal immediacy to
it and comes semantically tied to the idea of salt and the disturbing thought that it was the last
The solemnity of the occasion is marked by the three end-stopped sentences; they create
extended pauses, each one allowing silence to enter the poem, which is perhaps the most
appropriate response to such a massive loss. The poet encourages the Indonesians – using precise
juxtapositions to create a dualism that allows the survivors a distance from the wreckage of the
wave – to hope, and to overcome the devastation. Never stumbling into maudlin declarations,
By Adi Rumi
We know,
Even in sorrow,
Insight
“Brothers, your cries…” speaks about staying strong in the midst of adversity, as well as
supporting each other. The poem is rather concise, yet has a strong impact, especially since it was
written just a few days after a massive tragedy that injured and claimed the lives of a
monumental number of people. When you picture the moment, of children crying for their
parents, parents crying for their children, screams of people who lost those they loved and cared
deeply about, families picking up the bits and pieces of whatever they can salvage from their
crumbled homes, and people asking the heavens why this had to happen, it makes it all the more
striking, that in spite of all this, they all still stand with the strength and perseverance they need
Sophal Leng Stagg was nine years old when she and her family were forced to leave their
home in Phnom Penh in April 1975, joining the millions of Cambodians who were devastated by
the Khmer Rouge. It is for this reason that she relates the details of her experiences during the
four years that she and her family lived under the oppression imposed by this brutal regime.
Today, Sophal and her husband, Bill Stagg, run the Southeast Asian Children’s Mercy Fund, a
non-profit corporation dedicated to raising awareness of the genocide as well as collecting much
needed funds for children in Cambodia. As Sophal says, "I am determined to tell our story. I
believe our story must be told by all survivors, again and again, to prevent a repeat of the
This poem was written by a little girl who was separated from her family and longed for
nothing but for things to be back to the way they were – normal. What struck me was the
desperation in her words, crying for her mother to help her find peace and happiness again,
because they have long since been forgotten amidst the cruelty, hardship, misery that she was
living through each day. This spoke volumes to me personally since I was at war with my own
mind and body for a while back. There were times when I wanted to give up, but deep down I
knew there were better times ahead, and that I just had to live through the pain and force myself
to wake up each day. My days back then were really tough that, on my best days, I would ask my
own mother to stay with me and watch me as I fall asleep, while on my worst days, I would lock
myself in my room, carve my arm, watch myself bleed, and overdose on anti-depressants and
`It is hard to fight battles, be it actual, external war, or internal, psychological war, when
you feel like you are fighting front and center, with no one to back you up, which I imagine is
Toeti Heraty was born in 1933. An outstanding Indonesian poet with a powerful vision,
she is also a philosopher, an art historian and a human rights activist who is well known for her
She writes subtle poems, both intimate and personal, that also highlight repressive social
Post Scriptum
By Toeti Heraty
I want to write
an erotic poem
become beautiful
This poem by Toeti Heraty speaks about the gap between words and their meaning. It is
very straightforward, in the sense that the writer wanted to write an erotica that did not feel the
need to hide behind euphemisms for the human, particularly, female body and sex itself.
I think that it is important for us to start teaching the younger generation to be shy about
using words like “breasts” or “penis” or “vagina” because that is really what they are called.
There is no need to hide behind euphemisms because all that does is make children feel like their
bodies are dirty or evil, and that talking about certain body parts is malicious in itself.
Bryan Thao Worra (born January 1, 1973) is a Laotian American writer. He is the first
government's National Endowment for the Arts. He received the Asian Pacific Leadership Award
from the State Council on Asian Pacific Minnesotans for Leadership in the Arts in 2009. He
received the Science Fiction Poetry Association Elgin Award for Book of the Year in 2014. He
was selected as a Cultural Olympian representing Laos during the 2012 London Summer
Olympics. He is the first Asian American president of the international Science Fiction and
Fantasy Poetry Association, and the first Laotian American member of the professional Horror
Writers Association.
At Home
Bryan Thao Worra’s At Home talks about what it feels like to be back to where you came
from. He wrote it with such a feeling of nostalgia that evokes the same feeling for me, the reader.
Worra still calls Laos his home, even though he moved to the United States at six months old.
Personally, I get the same feeling after being away from home for a while. Going abroad
for weeks at a time, I always forget what “home” feels until I get back. Lying in my own bed,
and smelling the familiar clean linen/laundry detergent scent that always lingers all throughout
the house always makes me say to myself, “awyisss, home sweet home.”
Malaysia
Dato' Seri Abdul Samad bin Mohamed Said, pen name A. Samad Said (born 9 April 1932) is
a Malaysian novelist and poet. In May 1976, he was named by Malaysia literature communities
and many of the country's linguists as the Pejuang Sastera [Literary Exponent] receiving, within
the following decade, the 1979 Southeast Asia Write Award and, in 1986, in appreciation of his
continuous writings and contributions to the nation's literary heritage, or Kesusasteraan Melayu,
the title Sasterawan Negara or National Laureate. In 2015, he joined the Democratic Action
Party.
The Dead Crow
By A. Samad Said
in a drain
for my grandchildren.
The Dead Crow discusses what will happen if the environment is damaged. The persona
is sad because people become ill and have breathing problems, even though their country is
rich. The people are sick because the air and the environment are polluted. If the people in that
country continue to be ignorant, selfish and do not stop polluting the environment, they may not
This is very similar to what our country is experiencing. If people never learn to take care
of the environment, then the time will come when we will not be able to live here anymore. We
Personally, I want to move out of the country because it is depressing to see how dirty it
is outside. I want to be somewhere I can breathe in deeply and not smell the smoke from cars and
motorcycles and jeepneys and buses. I can only wish that the Filipino people will realize sooner
than later that it is high time we rehabilitate the metro starting with our immediate surroundings.
Myanmar
Mae Khwe was the daughter of the Mayor of Sittaung and she was married to a Maung
Swe. When King Bodopaya (Bodawphaya) ascended the throne in 1782, Mae Khwe became a
Court Poetess.
Short Pipe
By Mae Khwe
A pipe... a puff...
short as a finger...
I give you
for smoking.
If I accept it
my dear one."
Insight
I think that Mae Khwe’s poem Short Pipe speaks about working and keeping it
professional with the master. She gives her master a pipe to smoke, but he tells her to leave it by
his bed rather than hand it to him directly in fear of his actions being taken out of context.
I think that this poem values professionalism and keeping one’s distance to a superior.
This is normal, especially at the time when women were seen as inferior to men, which is exactly
when this poem was written. Nowadays, however, a friendly relationship between a boss and an
employee is common.
Thailand
Chiranan Pitpreecha was born in Thailand in 1955. She was a well known figure in the
1970s student movement in Thailand. Following the violent suppression in 1976, she, along with
thousands of Thai students, fled to the jungle and joined the Communist insurrection. Almost
immediately after she returned from the jungle in 1981, under the protection of amnesty law, her
poem, Cracked Pebble was selected "The best Poem of 1981" by P.E.N. International, Thailand.
She then resumed her education at Cornell University in the United States where she received a
B.A. and M. A. History. Chiranan is one of Thailand's best known authors, and has produced a
wide range of writings for Thai periodicals and newspapers, from poetry, history, and travel
articles to social commentaries. In 1989 The Missing Leaf, her first poetry book based on
personal experiences in the jungle, won the prestigious South East Asia Write Award. In 1992
"First Rain" was selected as "The Best Poem of the Year" by P.E.N. International, Thailand. Her
works have been translated into English, French, German, Japanese, and Malay.
First Rain
By Chiranan Pitpreecha
Bodies-piercing, blood-flowing
The first rains seep into the ground and disappear into the earth
Initially, I was unsure of what to make of this poem because it did not come up on Google as
often or as much as I expected. It actually came up just once. And so I decided to Google “major
event Thailand in May” instead. That’s when I put two and two together and realized that First
Rain was written during the four-day protest in Bangkok against the government of General
Suchinda Krapayoon, and the military crackdown that followed. The military crackdown resulted
in 52 officially confirmed deaths, many disappearances, hundreds of injuries, and over 3,500
arrests. Many of those arrested are also alleged to have been tortured. And so I understood what
Pitpreecha meant. She was hopeful that the bloodshed won’t be for nothing.