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    "data": {
        "id": 1550206,
        "msgid": "rembang-1447899208",
        "date": "1997-07-06 00:00:00",
        "title": "Rembang *)",
        "author": null,
        "source": "JP",
        "tags": null,
        "topic": null,
        "summary": "Rembang *) When the sky pours down on you with rain Only spots of drizzle that you get When the sun's rays shine For you only the heat and just only that When the sea throws fishes ashore You only smell their bad odor And your sweat produces salt only To make your wounds throb more painfully Oh, my beloved town of drought The tamarind trees that guard your thoroughfares and the Tanjung flowery trees that bedeck your squares -- just like your RA Kartini who has become a statue -- and a tale for...",
        "content": "<p>Rembang *)<\/p>\n<p>When the sky pours down on you with rain<\/p>\n<p>Only spots of drizzle that you get<\/p>\n<p>When the sun's rays shine<\/p>\n<p>For you only the heat and just only that<\/p>\n<p>When the sea throws fishes ashore<\/p>\n<p>You only smell their bad odor<\/p>\n<p>And your sweat produces salt only<\/p>\n<p>To make your wounds throb more painfully<\/p>\n<p>Oh, my beloved town of drought<\/p>\n<p>The tamarind trees<\/p>\n<p>that guard your thoroughfares<\/p>\n<p>and the Tanjung flowery trees<\/p>\n<p>that bedeck your squares --<\/p>\n<p>just like your RA Kartini<\/p>\n<p>who has become a statue --<\/p>\n<p>and a tale for old pensioners<\/p>\n<p>(Your half-naked fishermen<\/p>\n<p>your fishpond laborers<\/p>\n<p>your peasants who pray for rain<\/p>\n<p>your men who look for wood<\/p>\n<p>your thieves who roam the forests<\/p>\n<p>your beggars who beg in market squares<\/p>\n<p>do they know your beloved emancipator?<\/p>\n<p>Oh, my drought soul<\/p>\n<p>Those wanderers who are after something<\/p>\n<p>only pass before you, darling<\/p>\n<p>just like the sun, clouds and wind<\/p>\n<p>-- A. Mustofa Bisri<\/p>\n<p>(Translated from Wekwekwek by TIS)<\/p>\n<p>*) A small town in Central Java, where women's emancipator<br>\nRA Kartini lived at the beginning of this century.<\/p>\n<p>Prophet's prayer<\/p>\n<p>Oh Allah, my only God,<\/p>\n<p>I expect Your forgiveness<\/p>\n<p>more than my own good deeds<\/p>\n<p>Your blessings are more extensive<\/p>\n<p>than my sins<\/p>\n<p>Oh Allah, my only God,<\/p>\n<p>if I do not fit enough to reach your blessing<\/p>\n<p>make it apt enough to come to me<\/p>\n<p>because it covers all<\/p>\n<p>and I'm part of everything<\/p>\n<p>Oh the Most Merciful among the merciful<\/p>\n<p>-- A. Mustofa Bisri<\/p>\n<p>(Translated from Wekwekwek by TIS)<\/p>\n<p>The Sunday Post occasionally prints poems in addition to its<br>\nregular short stories. Today we present a poem of a Moslem ulema<br>\nwho is also an expert on Islamic law.<\/p>\n<p>-- Editor<\/p>",
        "url": "https:\/\/jawawa.id\/newsitem\/rembang-1447899208",
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    "sponsor": "Okusi Associates",
    "sponsor_url": "https:\/\/okusiassociates.com"
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