Salam dan hai, pencinta hujung minggu! Jam 2 petang ini saya bersama Fazleena Hishamuddin bakal berkongsi tentang asas penulisan dan persembahan puisi di bengkel Pondok Puisi. Bertempat di Fono, nombor 80C, Zhongshan Building, Jalan Rotan, Kampung Attap, Kuala Lumpur. Tak perlu daftar, jumpa di sana!
Sempena Hari Puisi Sedunia baru-baru ini serta pelancaran buku Tari Pasar Perempuan tulisan Fazleena tidak lama lagi, sukalah saya untuk berkongsi acara hujung minggu ini. Pondok Puisi: Bengkel Penulisan dan Persembahan Puisi bersama Wani Ardy dan Fazleena Hishamuddin. Puisi tidak tercipta untuk "orang seni"; ia tercipta untuk manusia. Puisi membantu saya mengurus emosi dan mengawal kesihatan mental saya, dan saya mahu kongsikannya dengan anda semua. Daftar sementara ruang ma
I've lost count of how many times Untuk Yang Telah Pergi made it into the bestsellers list. It's crazy. And it scares me, especially now that I'm finalizing my manuscript for RIPTA's next anthology Hujan Bakawali Di Rumah Tuhan. I think as I grow as a writer, I become more and more 'quiet'. I stop worrying of others and start competing with myself which is always the hardest. And will I ever get to beat my first baby Langit Vanilla? I don't know. Maybe I don't need to know. I
Hari Puisi Sedunia.
Hari Tahun Ketiga Pemergian Papa Dari Dunia.
Yesterday, three years ago, I lost papa. Papa is my dearest uncle who took care of me together with mama when I was little. I woke up feeling a bit weak yesterday morning. My mind didn't have to remember his passing - my body automatically reacted to the date. It was just like yesterday when I went shattered on the floor of ICU, as doctor announced his departure from life. I've been swamped with a lot of w
"This is Wani Ardy’s homecoming. Back in the big city, she rediscovers her roots:- her love for the acoustic guitar and coffee shop confessionals. Together with her five-piece band, Wani tells stories about anything and everything; all filtered through the mystical kaleidoscope of her Javanese heritage." I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. Hurt a lot of important people. Hurt myself even much, much worse. Literally and figuratively. But one of the few things that I do rig
I performed a very personal and emotional piece that day at Gerakbudaya. My latest poem and I shared it for the first time, with my face looking sembab and all. I took a deep breath and silently prayed to God to not make me cry. I didn't and I'm just so glad I managed to stay composed. It has been a rollercoaster ride for me these past few months; to be able to manage my emotions and my mental health is - alhamdulillah - probably the best improvement I could ever give to myse
Salam Hari Wanita! Sore esok jam 2.30 saya bakal berpuisi dan bersenandung di kedai buku Gerakbudaya PJ. Kita temujanji yuk? Happy Women's Day! I'll be sharing my stories and song Gerakbudaya Bookstore PJ tomorrow at 2.30pm. Can we make it a date?