I also asked Gabriel Possenti Sindhunata, Jesuit Priest and Editor of the literary journal Basis to write a wuku, a horoscope, or mystical portrait of Hans Teeuw, as he used to do of public figures. The following was the result. The Engelish translation is by Dr. Simon Rae, now in New Zealand:
Prof. Dr. Andries Teeuw
Lahir di Gorinchem (Gorkum)
12 Agustus 1921
Nilai A bulan Agustus = 153
Nilai B tahun 1921 Masehi = 44
Nilai C = A + B + 12 = 209
Nilai C di bawah 210 jatuh pada 209,
ketemu
hari Jumat (6) Kliwon (8), neptu = 14.
Wuku ke-XXX: Watugunung
Di mana pun ia berpijak
hidupnya selalu mengalir bijak
karena ia disangga daya seekor naga
Sang Hyang Antaboga
di kedalaman bumi yang gelap gulita.
Pengorbanan dewa naga
menjadi terang di pelupuk matanya.
Bagai resi yang ingin suci dengan bertapa
ia suka mencari sunyi dengan bekerja
daun-daun dengan teliti diperiksanya
seakan di sana tersembunyi sejuta rahasia
dari kayu Wijayakusuma
tempat ia menyandarkan keprihatinannya.
Burung Gogik terbang di langitnya yang
kelabu
membawa dia menghadap Batara Guru
dihantarkannya dia menyepi dari candi ke
candi
diajarinya dia mengupas hidup dari sandi ke
sandi.
Baginya hidup ini adalah naskah bagaikan
lautan
dan ia adalah seorang nelayan
yang menjaring kata-kata bagaikan menjala
ikan.
Sejuta ikan di laut
berjuta kata di dalam hidup
tapi tak satu pun mencakup
kerinduannya yang seluas laut.
Maka dilepaskannyalah ikan-ikan
dituturkannyalah kata-kata
ia yang kaya dengan kata
menjadi miskin karena kata
ia lalu menjadi pengemis kata-kata
sampai kata-kata sendiri menelan habis
hidupnya:
ia adalah nelayan kata-kata
jalanya terkoyak habis oleh kata-kata.
Di hidupnya yang telah senja
kata-kata itu adalah misteri mina
ia akan mati bila ia bekerashati
memeganginya.
Biarkan ikan bebas di laut
biarkan kata-kata bebas di dalam hidup
dan hidupnya pun dibebaskan oleh kata
bagaikan ikan yang tak lagi dapat dijala.
Ia bisa menghancurkan dirinya
karena Batara Kala menghuni di hatinya
Maka dengan segala upaya, Kala dijadikannya
kala
maka waktu pun terhampar menjadi hampa
diisinya waktu dengan kata
maka kala berubah jadi kata
Kala Kata, Kata Kala
Kala Kata, Kata Kala
Kala Kata , Kata Kala
Enyahlah kau, hai Dewa Kala
Begitulah ia telah meruwat Kala menjadi kata.
Jadilah sekarang ia pendeta kata
yang disucikan oleh kata
dan murah hati dengan kata.
Adalah banaspati
di awang-awang hidupnya
adalah api yang menyala di hatinya
adalah ketidaksabaran yang berkobar dalam
dirinya.
Mengapa banaspati keluar di waktu malam
dan api makin menyala dalam kegelapan?
Ia pun berguru pada rembulan.
Kali ini ia hanya bisa berdiam.
Tanpa kata.
Diam seribu bahasa.
Malam pun bertaburan dengan kata-kata
Dan bulan hanya menjadi sebuah kata
kendati bulan adalah Kata, raja diraja dari
kata-kata.
Ia pun makin diam, tunduk pada malam
kata-kata.
Di akhir hidupnya, tak lagi ia mempunyai
kata
Meski seumur hidupnya ia adalah pencari
kata-kata.
Sindhunata
Perhitungan wuku didasarkan pada cara
perhitungan Pradiko Reksopranoto, “Menemukan Wuku berdasar Hari/Tanggal
Kalender Masehi”, dlm.: Almanak Dewi Sri yang bersengkalan “Ngesthi Suka
Trusing Sabangsa” (1978).
Translation by Dr. Simon Rae, Dunedin
Wherever he
stands
his life
always flows with wisdom
because he is supported by the strength of
a dragon
in the pitch-black depths of the earth.
The sacrifice of the divine naga
becomes light in his eyes.
Like a hermit who seeks holiness through an
ascetic life
he likes to seek quietness by working,
lontar leaves with great care he examines
in case there are hidden there a million secrets
from a branch of Wijayakusuma[3]
the place to which he commits his cares.
The Gogik bird flies in the grey skies
bearing him to present himself before Lord
Shiva,
he brings him to seek a place of retreat
from shrine to shrine,
he teaches him to peel life bare from joint
to joint.
For him this life is a document like an
ocean
and he is a fisher
who filters out words as one nets fish.
A million fish in the sea
millions of words in life
but not even one catches
his longing as wide as the sea.
So then he releases the fish
words were spoken by him,
he who is rich in words
becomes poor because of words
he had become at last a words beggar
up to the point where words themselves
swallow up his life:
he is a fisher of words
his casting net was torn to pieces by
words.
In his life
that was already approaching dusk
these words are a fishy mystery
he will die
if he persists in holding on to them.
Let the fish be free in the sea
let the words be free in life
and life itself will be set free by words
like fish that can no longer by netted.
He is able to destroy himself
so then by every means he turns Kala into time [kala][5]
so that
time itself is spread out to become empty
time[waktu] he fills with words
so that time [kala] becomes word[kata]
Kala Kata, Kata Kala
Time Word, Word Time
Kala Kata, Kata Kala
Time Word, Word Time
Kala Kata, Kata Kala
Time Word, Word Time
Be off, I
tell you divine Kala
in this way he has already exorcised Kala
who became a word [kata].
So it came about that now he is a word
pandit
who is sanctified by words
and generous with words.
there is fire that flames up in his heart
there is an impatience that flares up
inside him.
Why is it that the banaspati (ghost) comes
out at night
and fire burns brighter in the darkness?
This time he can only keep silent.
Without a word.
Silent in a
thousand languages.
Night itself is scattered with words
and the moon becomes no more than a word.
Although the moon is Kata, king of kings
among words.
Even he becomes more silent, bowing his
head to the night of words.
At the close of his life, he no longer has
words
although all his life he was one who looked
for words.
[1] Sang Hiang: honorific for a god.
[2] Antaboga: A great snake with supernatural powers
[3] Wijayakusuma: Skt ‘bunga kemenangan’, ‘the victory flower’
believed to have supernatural power to revive the dead.
[4] Kala: the god Shiva appearing as an agent of age and death.
[5] Kala is Old Javanese from Skt kâla = Indon. waktu =
time.
[6] Banaspati: Skt a ghost of the forest
[7] Awang-awang: the space between the sky (langit) and
the earth (bumi)’.
In 2006 there was no room for these portraits in the Memorial Book, but I am happy to put it here on the Internet for all friends who want to remember him.