#tessa Berring

[walkingwithoutadonkey]

Wasteland Art

[malice-death]

Something something, college/human au, with Murder Drones.

This is just me doing drabbles until I can fully flesh out this idea.

I just going use this for all my information, so I’ll just reference this when I make more parts.

Now onto the characters.

Uzi Doorman: Uzi Doorman (lol)

N: Nathaniel Wolfmoore

V: Vanessa Cutters

J: Jessica Snip

Cyn: Cynthia Wolfmoore

Tessa: Tessa James Elliot (She already had a name, so why not use it.

Thad: Thad Cold

Lizzy: Lizzy Walkers

Doll: Dolia (Instert Russian Last Name)

Khan and Nori Doorman

And others which are just side characters.

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Summary: Uzi had been attended college for a while and never used it as a chance to even get to know anyone on campus.

That changes when she decides to go to the college’s JcJenson’s (In Spaaaace) coffee shop.

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The alarmed went off for another minute, until a tired hand knocked the clock to the floor, killing the sound it produced.

The hand belonged to that of a tired young woman, who slowly rises from her bed.

She knew that going for a seventh round on Fnaf was a stupid idea. Scowling so early in the morning.

Swinging her legs over her bed, she begun her usually routine.

Going to her closet to grab something simple to wear for the day.

That simple attire literally being her black t-shirt and black jeans.

Still she hauled herself to her tiny kitchen apartment and just threw two waffles in the toaster.

While they cooked, Uzi went to work on making sure that she had all she needed for her classes.

She kicked herself for having classes until the end of the week.

Still she just wanted to get through her second year quietly, just as she did last time.

After breakfast, Uzi went to the door, donning ber jacket and beanie. Her backpack snug in her back.

Making sure she had her keys and wallet, she walked down the steps out of her apartment went to motorcycle parked at the edge of the lot.

Pulling off her beanie, and placing on her helmet, she revved up the bike, and headed off for the campus.

(That’s all for this part, hope to have two up soon.)

Thanks for reading.

[tessaberring]

Let’s Be Strings, March 2024 ~

[zarfpoetry]

dear subscribers and friends,

zarf #15 is here!! featuring poems from Zein Sa’dedin, Tessa Berring, Rosa Jones, Nehaal Bajwa, Millie Rosette, Memoona Zahid, Alexa Winik, Anna Cheung, Asta Kinch, & Aisha Farr, plus Matthew Travers on Sean Bonney and Flo Taylor on Dena Igusti. as promised, this is a digital and completely free edition available at zarfpoetry.tumblr.com/zarchive – it also comes in print-your-own-pamphlet format with instructions for assembly.

this will be the last issue of Zarf magazine. thank you to everyone who has read us over the last five years, sent in work, and passed it from hand to hand, and especially those on this list who encouraged and supported. Zarf Editions, our pamphlet press, is still up and running at zarfpoetry.tumblr.com/pamphlets AND many of our past titles are now available as ebooks at gumroad.com/zarfeditions for pay-what-you-can.

so long

callie

[danceworshipper]

All of my hphl mcs are so "much" - godlike powers, dead sibling possession, evil plans to take over the world - so now I'm making a plain old boring guy. Someone my friends' mcs can interact with without knowing they're going to die/be trapped forever/choose to stay possessed and codependent. I love my dull man; he's a beekeeper 🐝

[spamzineglasgow]

(REVIEW) Bitten Hair, by Tessa Berring

In this review, Nasim Luczaj teases at the tensile, playful and thingly poetics of Tessa Berring’s brilliant new collection, Bitten Hair (Blue Diode, 2019). 

> I have been getting the taste for the life of a still house. By a still house, I mean a still life blown into more dimensions – into silence, walkthrough, hums, windows willed open, soon closed again. Poetry agitates the margins, Berring says in an interview. ‘The far edge of the page is where to lay your glove’, she says in a poem.

> The customary still life is often of fruit: the settled, the perishable. It tells us about how we are also so. ‘Sentences in vases (…) last around three days’. It’s hard to say if we outlive our sentences. Bitten Hair happily connects signs just by connection, as objects are brought together by a house. No discernible rhyme or reason. They lie in the same drawer, on the same tongue.  A voice exclaims, lists, brings you to love it. The undulled, categorised as dull, flourishes. The world is more exciting because it is mundane. Sharp as a lucid dream we choose to pace ourselves in. The disarray of living is common to everyone, Berring says in an interview. ‘Things take place’, she says in a poem.

> Maybe it would be nice for objects to reshuffle at night, grow sudden legs and run all the way along the tabletop, along the other side, run onto the radiator. Maybe not. Working from home is very specific. ‘Call it another day, call it a pussy cat / call it a soft bound atlas / of the word’.

> I started reading Bitten Hair in a surgery waiting room. That’s also where the collection ends – though I didn’t get that far in one sitting – with a poem entitled ‘The Surgery is Filled with Female Poets’. Their voices chatter the way through waiting. At least some of them are waiting to lie and face an unknown with open legs, like I am. It was a really nice accident. Now what if I’d spent the day looking for an off-white bathmat and read Berring’s poem on making the same purchase? The particularity of what Berring brings in can be fun where it conjoins with the reader’s life, but more importantly, it settles them down in the world they are in, careful to hold on both to the vibrancy and the trivia. With poetry, we cushion the temperature of our experience, we affirm small cosmologies in which the elements are ready to tilt towards us, so far into us that they get to be something else in the process. In a difficult moment, we need it affirmed that there is space for detail, space for exaggeration, for heat, and also for coolness – promiscuity, ‘sexual langorousness’, crossings of hardness and softness. Berring’s poems don’t cushion; they give room for living. I go back home and exaggerate my condition just to heighten the enjoyment of reading all the rest in bed.  

> Bitter Hair invites such an attitude. I exaggerate a small clinical experience and I exaggerate my love for mugs of the house and a shadow I see of a curtain knotted to let in more lit background for reflection, even exaggerate the extent of my exaggeration. Bitten Hair makes me feel wowed, simply, uncritically; wowed from the retina, the heart, the leg, the whole resonating body (and all hair on it, yet unparted). Bent a bit, as a bite bends, or as light urges a plant to bend.

> My general impression of lying with my legs open at the clinic was that of being a pair of antlers hung up from a wall turned ground, a pair mysteriously dabbled in, as if there were a mind left there. Now in Berring’s cosmology, legs are usually scissors. Funny, then, that hair appears always bitten not cut. They’re like the fixed adjectives of ancient Greek: that’s just what – in Bitten Hair – hair is, as some things are something or other for Homer[1]. The bittenness comes back, like a poohstick emerging from under a totally forgotten bridge, for you to feel oh yes, life is lots of losing, and again to lose yourself to the still life. The past tense like a poise of elbow, a particular way of resting one’s arm on what is very much the present. Things have already been said, been bitten, been done, but even so, when I asked myself: is there actually any past tense in this book, without looking, I thought no, absolutely none.

> A pair of scissors carries some sense that feels like a whole sense ready to cut other things whole. A woman’s weapon. You could say the poems womansplain. Remind you of a poise, a type of wisdom. On p. 24, we read:

I found a woman with abstract hands and yellow cheeks who said, ‘philosophy is no consolation for bitten hair’

A woman, abstract, found? A woman, as per, reminding us matter. The volume is concluded by ‘The Most Emotional Woman’ – a sequence of 16 poems, all of which begin with the line ‘I am a most emotional woman’. They are bitter play, ‘more / than a little comedy strip, but less / than a battlefield, where even / living things are not alive’. Some of them remind me of a friend, so I send a couple to him, and he replies: Bit morbid, followed by a kind of summary: I am an emotional human / I collect bits of rubbish / Then look at them in a white room. It makes me wonder what it would be like to read this whole collection not as a woman, at least not as a woman who would notice the ‘woman’ being tipped at ease into ‘human’; not as someone who reaches tenderly for rubbish and is almost always seated in a white room, finally of her own, eyeing all the womanhood, the rubbish, how much breathing can be done in these walls.

> There’s a worry there but do forget my doubts. Almost anyone can click with these poems. Bitten Hair is both utterly playful and ever so inhabitable – it’s like visiting one of those vibrant pretend houses with vibrant pretend cookers you buy for children so they can pretend to be adults, except this place is house-sized, fully furnished, comfortable. ‘Utopia is a tiny place / that closes, see it closes’, we read on a postcard enclosed with the book – an extra poem for us to furnish some surface with. A still to throw. I feel almost subjected to all the dazzling, quick-stroked still life, the play contained. There are so many clothes (‘wear lace if I have to’, ‘it’s good having jeans / all over my legs’), fruits (‘orange’, ‘persimmon’), paraphernalia (‘upright Madonnas’, ‘thigh-high statue of a hare / pointing a rifle at a yucca plant’, ‘(hair-dryer, hair-dryer)’, ‘vending machine’, ‘spatula’, ‘ghosts / on the handles of her saucepans’, ‘an upturned colander’, not to mention the elements on a list of objects towards the collection’s end: ‘exotic / objects like printed bed clothes / and soft men, coffee pots decorated / with green enamel sun-loungers, / the teeth from some sacrificial bull’.

> The voice comes fully furnished, but also with an assurance of space. Not once do I hit my funny bone. I don’t know Berring’s reasons for living in Scotland, but I’m here for the high ceilings (shoutout also to the plus-size puddles still hanging about on the occasional viciously sunny day, like those members of an afterparty who won’t leave and who, strewn across precious sofa space in semisleep, reflect what this world might actually be). Below this ceiling, I can wave my scissor legs. Inverted, lifted, drunk from, drunk on. ‘A foundation can give way at any / moment’, and doesn’t.

> Things don’t have to step out of themselves to matter. They are no servants to metaphor. They don’t stand for. They’re here for themselves, for an elation that can emerge from configuration, for the meeting points between them and what the voice is up to, down for, in the vain of Gertrude Stein or Ducks, Newburyport.

> There is something Steinian not only in terms of nouns but also in devotion to syntax for something like its own sake, for instance in the line: ‘being alive is / and tabby cats’. The lists of things and connections between them are quietly mystifying, as when you list to yourself what’s in the cupboard and string together a meal, making forgetful laps round your own kitchen to make it all work. The poem could be a timelapse of this. The motions are essential to the taste.

> There’s a cosmology to these objects, these actions. Philosophy is mentioned, questions are often asked, but only once do we move overtly into metaphysics, in the poem ‘Small Talk, Say, Flies’:

It’s basically that we don’t want it to end And we know we don’t want it to end

So we stand in our sewn clothes and laugh out loud About how near death is, how near nothing is

Despite waltzing on a stage in turquoise light Despite meat and anemones and gas-lit routes through a park

The little of life is fit in, rendered glad awareness – before it ceases or we cease. Each poem a swatch for some extravagant part of the house. The house is spacious and it’s yours.

~

[1] At least according to Anne Carson in Autobiography of Red.

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Bitten Hair is now available to order from Blue Diode.

~

Text: Nasim Luczaj

Published: 26/5/20

[abolynn]

There is another chapter!!!

Whatever It Takes- a Teriah/Warehouse 13 crossover

Teriah/Bering and Wells crossover. After Mariah finds out Tessa blackmailed the women’s murder club, the girls get a surprise visit from mysterious woman. When one is threatened, will the other’s sacrifice save them?

FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13196810/1/Whatever-It-Takes

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17641916

[limejuicer1862]

Wombwell Rainbow Interviews: Tessa B. Berring

Wombwell Rainbow Interviews: Tessa B. Berring

Wombwell Rainbow Interviews

I am honoured and privileged that the following writers local, national and international have agreed to be interviewed by me. I gave the writers three options: an emailed list of questions or a more fluid interview via messenger, or an interview about their latest book, or a combination of these. The usual ground is covered about motivation, daily routines and work…

[yourfriendlypyrovampire]

I adore and respect plenty of bisexuals, Am/ber He/ard just isn't one of them. Damon Albarn is. Tessa Thompson is a true queen.

[adatessadisini-blog]

Pantai Sawarna - Bayah Banten

Hello kawan sebelumnya saya perkenalkan diri saya terlebih dahulu, nama saya tessa apriliyani perempuan yang lahir tanggal 21 april tahun **** (sensor karena gatua amat dan ga muda amat).

Ok postingan saya yang pertama itu akan membahas perjalanan saya kesebuah pantai yang terletak di Prov. Banten tepatnya di di wilayah Kampung Cikaung l, Desa Sawarna, Kecamatan Bayah, Kabupaten Lebak, Provinsi Banten yaps betul sekali Pantai Sawarna. pantai yang bisa diakses dengan menggunakan kendaraan pribadi dengan waktu tempuh lebih kurang sekitar 7 jam dari bandung ini memiliki keindahan yang masih alami lohh, tebukti jelas dengantidak terlalu banyaknya wisatawan yang berkunjung kesini membuat lokasi di sekitar jauh lebih bersih, dan sangat alami. Dilokasi Pantai Sawarna ini teman-teman bisa mengunjungi spot spot terbaik dan cocok sekali dengan kalian yang hobi traveling diantaranya yaitu pantai pasir putih yang terkenal dengan hamparan pasir putihnya yang sangat luas dan di tambah dengan keindahan birunya laut, Legon Pare kalo ga salah itu namanya saya lupa hihi di spot ini teman teman akan melihat luasnya laut yang di hiasi dengan batu karang yang seolah berbaris menghadap barat menantikan sunset beda dengan pasir putih di spot ini teman teman harus lebih berhati hati saat berjalan baiknya sih menggunakan alas kaki yang nyaman yah karena kalian akan berjalan di atas karang karang kecil yang ya lumayan tajem-tajem, karang taraje sampe sekarang saya belum nemuin tuh yang namanya karang taraje bentuknya gimana hehe mungkin mirip taraje ( tangga tradisional bambu), dan terakhir yaitu Tanjung Layar saya lupa tempatnya berada lumayan menjorok ke tengah laut saat air surut teman teman bisa berjalan sampai ke sana namun ketika air pasang sebaiknya teman-teman menikmati dari kejauhan saja karena Pantai Sawarna ini tergolong pantai yang memiliki ombak yang lumayan tinggi yang jelas mau sehappy apapun traveling kalian jangan lupakan keselamatan ya.

AKOMODASI

untuk teman-teman yang ingin menginap di sawarna jangan khawatir disana banyak homestay milik warga sekitar yang menurut saya fasilitasnnya cukup baik sih untuk ukuran di lokasi yang jauh kemana-mana. Hanya berkisar 150 – 1jt an untuk harga homestay disana, saya dan teman teman saat itu menginap di homestay apa ya lupa harganya hanya berkisar 400 ribu-an sudah mendapat fasilitas kamar barak bisa di tempatin sampe dengan 8 orang, 1 kamar mandi, TV, Kipas Angin, Dan Dapur Besama. Lumayan bukan? Sedikit tips jika ingin menginap di homestay ya jangan terlalu terburu buru menentukan karena saat kalian memarkirkan kenadaraan disana sudah banyak sekali calo yang menawarkan jasa homestay yang lumayan sih bisa beda 100-200 ribuan kan sayang kalo niat anda backpackean bisa buat beli makan hehe.satu lagi untuk teman teman yang punya budget tipis jangan sedih ya kalian bisa kok bermalam dengan membawa tenda sendiri atau mungkin tidur beralas pasir berlangit bintang hehe ceileh masih ok tuh kalo ga ujan.

LOKASI

1.    Untuk teman-teman yang berangkat dari bandung rutenya gampang kok . Dari Bandung Kalian bisa terus berjalan menuju ke arah Cimahi. Kemudian dari Cimahi Kalian bisa melanjutkan perjalanan hingga ke Padalarang lanjut ke Cianjur. Setelah gak berapa lama, kalian akan melihat kota Sukabumi sepanjang jalan pelabuhan kalian pasti ga akan bosan karena sepanjang perjalanan akan disuguhkan dengan luasnya hamparan laut yang tak bertepi pandang hihi pokonya cape kalian akan kebayar deh percaya.sekitar kurang lebih dari sukabumi teman teman nantinya akan diarahkan oada petunjuk jalan menuju Bayah dengan waktu perjalanan lebih kurang sekitar 1 jam dari pelabuhan ratu dan sampai lah tujuan teman teman di pantai sawarna.

 2.    Jika teman-teman dari daerah Banten dan sekitarnya rute yang bisa kalian lalui adalah melalui jalur serang. Dari kota Jakarta langsung saja menuju ke arah serang timur. Dari serang timur anda langsung menuju ke daerah pandeglang banten dan lanjut menuju ke malimping. Dari sini kalian sebentar lagi akan sampai ke pantai sawarna. Dari malimping kalian tinggal ikutin jalur menuju ke kecamatan bayah. Kecamatan bayah merupakan lokasi dari pantai sawarna. Dari pusat kecamatan bayah, kalian ambil arah menuju ke pantai sawarna. Ada banyak sekali petunjuk jalan menuju ke pantai sawarna. Jadi kalian tak perlu takut tersesat.

 3.    Untuk teman-teman yang ingin pergi menggunakan kendaraan umum ala ala backpacker kalian bisa menuju ke pantai sawarna dengan menggunakan angkutan umum. Pertama dari pelabuhan ratu anda naik elf jurusan bayah banten. Nanti turun di pertigaan ciawi. Ongkosnya sekitar Rp. 50.000,-. Dari simpang ciawi anda naik ojek menuju ke pantai sawarna. Di pertigaan tersebut ada pangkalan ojek. Jadi anda tak perlu khawatir, cara kedua dari kota Jakarta/Bandung naik angkutan jurusan serang. Nanti dari terminal serang, anda naik damri menuju ke daerah bayah. Nanti dari kecamatan bayah naik ojek menuju ke pantai sarwana.

 BUDGET COST

Teman-teman saya akan membahas untuk estimasi budget cost versi saya semoga bisa membantu.

·         BBM              : Rp. 300.000,- (Mobil)

·         Penginapan    : Rp. 400.000,- (Barak)

·         Makan          : Rp. 100.000,- (4x Makan/Orang)

·         Beli Ikan        : Rp. 100.000,- (udah dapet ikan kerapu dan udang loh)

·         Tiket Masuk   : Rp. 5000,- (Orang)

·         Parkir           : Rp. 30.000,- (Mobil)

Jadi Total untuk kegiatan 2 hari 1 malam yang saya keluarkan hanya sekitar Rp. 245.000,-/Orang karena saat itu saya pergi ber 6 dengan menggunakan kendaraan pribadi. Pengeluaran yang saya sebutkan belum terhitung pengeluaran pribadi ya teman-teman.

TIPS BERWISATA

Untuk berwisata ke pantai sawarna ini masih sama saja sih sebenernya dengan kepantaai lainnya namun ada beberapa hal yang perlu teman-teman perhatikan seperti :

1.    Bawa pakaian secukupnya.

2.    Jika melakukan perjalan menggunakan kendaraan pribadi , lebih baik teman teman tidak melakukan perjalanan di malam hari karena rutenya melelahkan dan sangat rawan kejahatan. Ya intinya sih hati hati

3.    Bawa obat-obatan karena jarak dengan apotik sangat jauh.

4.    Untuk dipantai ini sebaiknya teman-teman tidak terlalu berenang kea rah tengah karena pantai sawarna ini terletak di lepas samudera Hindia yang terkenal dengan ombaknya yang besar.

 Sekian yang dapat Tessa sampaikan semoga dapat membantu perjalanan kalian sampai jumpa di trip selanjutnya dan jangan lupa makan .

[tessaberring]

‘Why despair when my hair smells of fingers, and the shallow depths of woodland soil where mushrooms grow’

(Mercurius Poetry Sampler ~ 2023)

[zarfpoetry]

ZARF 8 IS HERE 

for summer 2017

with all the z-list poetry you need for your holidays written by

juha virtanen, jessica tillings, scott thurston, andrew taylor, rob kiely, linda kemp, justin katko, james goodwin, john goodby, joey frances, dan eltringham, sarah crewe, tessa berring & kathrine sowerby, and tim allen

plus: tom betteridge reviews nat raha and daisy lafarge reviews camilla nelson

as ever it's £2 from zarfpoetry.tumblr.com or wherever fine pamphlets are fold(ed)

[nuniek]

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#dirumahaja #day19 Kamis 02 April 2020 Meski pagi tadi rada drama karena anak2 telat bangun, but overall today was smooth. Suami kerja & anak2 sekolah di ruangan ber-AC, mommy chose to stay outdoor 🏖 Karena terbukti banget sih asupan sinar matahari itu ngaruh banget ke mood ☀️ Sinar ultraviolet menstimulasi sel keratinosit untuk produksi beta-endorphins & serotonin. Kedua hormon itu yg bantu kita ningkatin energi, mood, dan suasana hati. CMIIW. Baru masuk ruangan lagi pas makan siang jam 1, beberes, kirim2 barang, mandi 🚿 Asupan jasmani hari ini: ✅ @kopikenangan.id dibeliin @koko____nat pagi2 😘 ✅ gantian aku beliin jamu dari mba @anydhtirtamie 👌🏽 ✅ @pempeknatasya yang masih ada dan selalu enak ✅ setelah 2 hari kehabisan sayur akhirnya hari ini keisi lagi, thx @tukangsayur.co 🙏🏽 ✅ #sajiantransformer hari ini ikan tongkol @madukiwari liat resepnya dari @cookpad_id ✅ Malamnya suami minta @indomie kari, semua auto minta juga termasuk aku 🤭 Jam 19 nonton film jadul @adamsandler yang paling cupu, Billy Madison 😅 Jam 21:30 mom in law telp update berita soal Tessa yg balik dari RS & sesak nafas. Aku langsung panggil anak2 untuk doa bersama dipimpin @nataliardianto Jam 21:50 dikabarin lagi, @xtessaaaaax udah pulang ke rumah Bapa di sorga 😰 Langsung kumpul lagi dan pegangan tangan berdoa dipimpin “Bu Pendeta” (istilah suami dan anak buatku 🤦🏻‍♀️) Sekarang jam 2 dinihari masih nemenin suami yg kitak kituk kotak katik analytic di laptop 👨🏻‍💻 Kemudian kelaparan, untung masih ada stock telur gabus yummy @kataoma.id 😛 We’ll see bakal bangun jam berapa yaaa nanti pagi 🤔 #nutsdiary #nutstory #nutshome #nutslyfe https://www.instagram.com/p/B-fX893hMwL/?igshid=878jtf23iqy1

[creed-2-streamcoud-deutsch]

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Filmhandlung und Hintergrund Adonis Creed (Michael B. Jordan) hat es endlich geschafft. Er ist Boxweltmeister im Schwergewicht. Allerdings wird sein Erfolg ein wenig dadurch getrübt, dass er den Titel einem in die Jahre gekommenen Champion abgenommen hat, der seinen boxerischen Zenit zum Zeitpunkt des Matches schon klar überschritten hatte. Diesen Makel will sich nun Ivan Drago (Dolph Lundgren), der vor vielen Jahren Adonis' Vater Apollo Creed in einem Schaukampf durch einen Schlag getötet hat, zunutze machen. Er fordert Adonis in einer eigens einberufenen Pressekonferenz heraus, gegen seinen eigenen Sohn Viktor Drago (Florian Munteanu) in einem Titelmatch anzutreten. Der in seinem Stolz verletzte Adonis kann nicht über seinen Schatten springen und willigt ein. Allerdings ist sein bisheriger Trainer Rocky Balboa (Sylvester Stallone) mit dieser Entscheidung gar nicht einverstanden und weigert sich, seinen Schützling für den wichtigen Kampf zu trainieren. Und als ob das Training ohne Rocky nicht schon hart genug wäre, muss sich Adonis zugleich auch noch um seine schwangere Verlobte Bianca (Tessa Thompson) kümmern, die sich Sorgen darum macht, dass das Baby ihre Gehörlosigkeit erben könnte…

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[cassuarina]

Kuntum Farmfield, Bogor - Kenalan dengan si Moo dan kawan-kawan

Alhamdulillah pas eik ulangtahun di tgl.8 Februari 2017 kemarin tak ada plan romantis dari sang Papo (haha..mengenaskan) jadi yaudah kita berencana ke Kuntum Farmfield ajalah yeee..biar ada faedahnya juga buat si Nala bisa dapet pengalaman baru liat-liat hewan secara nyata dan tanpa rekayasa *tsaah* besok tgl.9 Feb si Papo juga udah harus balik kerja lagi ke Papua jadi takut juga kalo pergi ke Puncak yang jauh-jauh gitu.

Ok, singkat kata jadilah kita cuss dari Jakarta sekitar jam 11 pagi karena katanya si Tessa kalo ke arah Bogor mayan macet gila dibawah jam 11 pagi (apa ini alesan doi aje yeee biar gak bangun pagi??hmmm..mencurigakan).

Ok, akhirnya kita cuss ke Bogor karena Kuntum ini lokasinya di daerah Tajur, Bogor. Lumayan lokasinya buat berwisata-ria karena gak terlalu jauh dari Jakarta (Bekasi lebih tepatnya, hihi). Sampe di Kuntum kita disambut sama banyaaaaak banget (bukan hewan) tapi ANAK TK! ahahaha.. pantes sih Kuntum ini jadi langganan serbuan para anak TK karena lokasinya gak jauh dari Jakarta dan nilai edukasinya mayan okay & seru. Tapiii sayangnya si anak TK yang memeriahkan suasana ini udah mau pulang pas kita dateng..jadi pas kita jalan-jalan ini Kuntum cenderung sepi dan kurang seru hahaha...karena  ternyata Nala juga blm terlalu excited masih cenderung “malas jalan sendiri” dan “takut disosor hewan” jadi dia lebih enjoy digendong buat keliling2 liat hewan-hewan, tapi mayan happy akhirnya dia bisa liat hewani-hewani yang selama ini cuma dia tiru suaranya kayak “MOOOO….MBEEEEKKK…..MIAWWW… (walaupun di Kuntum tak ado kucing sih, kikik)

Jadiiii... sebelumnya mohon muup nih yaaa karena foto-foto direview ini tak terlalu menggiurkan haha, karena gak ada tuh agedan Nala kasih botol dot ke kambing atau sapi karena Nala masih insecure sama binatang, hihihi.. trus gak ada adegan anak cebur di kolam sambil nangkepin ikan (padahal ini bisa lho dilakukan disini karena kolam-kolam beserta isinya ini memang disewain), gak ada juga adegan lagi petik-petik syantikkk taneman organik (padahal ini bisa juga dilakukan disini, jadi kita petik, cuci sendiri, bayar dan bawa pulaaang)

Makanya kata Papo (Bapake Nala), ke Kuntum ini emaknya yang happy ketemu hewan, sampe dia bilang eik modus aja ngajak ke Kuntum buat Nala padahal gw yang happy.hahaha. iya sih, mungkin karena eik udah lama gak liat binatang2 pengerat kesayangan eik jaman muda duluuk. :’D

Ok, jadi masuk ke Kuntum ini entry fee-nya Rp.40.000 lumayan gak terlalu mencekik lah ya.. kita ke sana ber-5 (Aku, Nala, Bapake Nala, Eyangnya Nala, Tantenya Nala (Tante ecul) jadilah bayar total Rp.200.000 karena Nala masih 20 bulan masih under 2 tahun jadi masih free. YAY! 

Setelah bayar tiket kita sempet berlama-lama di lobby-nya karena lumayan bikin betah..asri, ada kolam ikan koi dimana-mana, ada jualan taneman hias dan jualan taneman herbal. Eyang sakses kepincut buat beli bunga disini karena harganya juga bersahabat, misalnya kayak bunga Vrisea Rp.25.000, Krisan Rp.25.000, Cactus Rp.6.000. 

Ini cactus dan taneman-taneman herbal :

Ikan Koinya juga banyakkk jadi segerrr ni mata liatnya: 

Eyang berpose dengan hasil jarahannya, hihi.. jadi kesimpulannya Kuntum ini tempat yang cukup "Eyang-able" 

Ok, setelah pemanasan dengan ngeliat-liat bunga dan berfoto-foto, akhirnya kita masuk ke area Kuntum yang sebenarnya.. pertama-tama yang kita liat kolam-kolam ikan, trus jalan teruss muncullah kandang-kandangan. Pertama-tama ada kandang kelinci. Sedih sihhh nasib kelinci dan marmut yang ada dikandang ini karena temen-temennya yang ada di kandang bagian dalem itu kandangnya kayak rumah dan bagus gituuuu..huhu, mereka gak pada iri apa ya dengan temen mereka yang ada di kandang dalem nan luas??? *provokator* hahaa.. 

Ok, lanjut lagiii…kita menemukan kandang kambing dengan aroma yang udah semriwiiiing dari kejauhan, hihi… 

Trus mulai deh ada kandang sapi.. Somehow gw kasian sih sama sapi-sapi ini entah mengapa :( mukanya mellow.. btw, sapi-sapi disini gode-gode bangettt malah yang gambar paling kiri ini kayaknya sapi albino deh, tinggi punggungnya itu melebihi temen-temennya yang lain. 

Selanjutnya ada kandang unggas 

Yang paling bikin betah sih pas dikandang besar yang isinya kelinci, kandangnya indoor, besar bangettt jadi manusia rame-rame bisa masuk buat elus-elus atau kasih makan si bunny ini. Kandangnya juga bersih, pokoknya nyaman & ber-peri-kebinatangan, hehe.. nahhh…kandang kelinci yang kecil pas kita pertama kali masuk KUNTUM pasti pengen lah yaa dipindah ke kandang ini, cuma kayaknya di kandang yang besar ini kelincinya lebih bagus-bagus, CMIIW.. 

Lantainya ada kayu kering yang bikin nyaman pas ngasih makan si bunny :) 

Pose Chibi-Chibi Nala pas potok sama Mr.Bunny yang paling kalem diantara temen-temennya:

Nahh…pas didepan kandang kelinci ini, ada kandang guinea-pig (sejenis marmut tapi bulunya lebih acak & gondrong) mukanya lebih gemasss juga dari marmut. Kandang yang super besaaar dan ada kayu keringnya bikin nyaman buat main di dalam kandang guinea-pig, kebetulan kita spend lamaaaaa bgt dikandang ini haha berasa temu kangen :’D 

Ini kandang guinea-pignyaa…luas dan nyaman. Me LIKEEE <3 <3 

Ini para binatang pengerat sukaan gw, hihihi.. aren’t they lovely? :”)

Anak-anak bisa ngerasain pengalaman ngasih makan atau kasih minum ke hewan-hewan disini dengan beli susu sapi dibotol-botol dot yang udah disediain disana atau rumput, tarifnya beli pakannya dibawah ini ya, jadi kalo kesana siap-siap uang kecil buat beli makanannya karena gak bisa pake debit card :D 

Susu untuk anak sapi (Pedet) — Rp. 10.000/botol dot

Susu untuk Domba/Kambing — Rp. 5.000/botol dot

Jagung (Pakan Ayam & Bebek) — Rp.5000/bungkus

Pelet (Pakan Kelinci & Marmut) — Rp.5.000/2 bungkus

Rumput & Wortel (untuk Kelinci) — Rp.5000/bakul

Rumput (Pakan Domba/Kambing) — Rp.5.000/bakul

Penampakannya kayak begini:

Pas udah mau pulang ada kejadian lucu, jadi pihak Kuntum ternyata sengaja ngeluarin si Kudil (Domba putih bersih yang aktif) dari kandangnya jadi di Kudil ini lari-larian disekitar tempat kita duduk dan dia makan rumput langsung dibakul-bakul yang lagi disiapin buat dijual. Karena penampakan dia bersih jadi bikin gemesss…yang tadinya kita gak beli susu jadinya langsung iseng ngambil dot susu buat si Kudil ini dan jadinya hebooooh pisan karena sebelumnya emaknya Nala, Bapaknya Nala & Tantenya Nala ini belum pernah ngasih susu kambing/sapi pake dot jadilah kita hebohhhh sendiri, takutttt tapi excited minta gantian ngasih dotnya, takutnya karena pas dia ngedot itu tenaganya gede bangetttt jadi kita harus pegang dotnya kuat-kuat kalo gak bisa kelempar kali tu dot, trus seremnya lagi pas susu di botol dotnya udah habis si Kudet masih mau dan jadinya ngejer kita, wekekeke.. udik pisan lah pokoknya. HAHAHA..

Happy sih ya bisa kasih minum susu ke Domba dengan cara live tanpa dia dikandangin, hihi.. *nahhh makanyaaa Bapake Nala bilang eike yang lebih happy daripada anaknya, haha* Bapake Nala sebenernya juga girang banget pas ngasih dot ini cuma hanya ada di video doang, gak sempet moto karena super dadakan dateng si Kudil ini :p

Thank you Kuntum Farm Field, I very enjoyed to celebrate my birthday party with the truly happy-farm theme complete with your nicey farm-animals & cute rodents also !! 

Salam,

Cassuarina Ayu & Family 

[nutshellsandnuggets]

Tessa Berring - Three Poems

The Things

Do not call me ‘careless oaf’ when I come home with mandarins, no smile across my face. I’m focussed on the other things folded in my wide white satchel; things just like this polished fossil or bigger, better, this wild giraffe.

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In the Market Place

She is staring at the eels, skewered in ringlets on sticks amongst the lobsters. She wants to lick one anti-clockwise up its spine - that single curly movement of her long pink tongue, to prove it isn’t true she’s not much fun.

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Blue Leotard

Is tight, so tight it scores her thighs in blood electric rings; neither cornflower nor forget-me-not she walks across the floor; stiff as a basin collecting rain

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Tessa Berring’s work explores the world of objects as metaphors for the creative process in all its fragility, distinctiveness and unpredictability. Her poetry appears in a number of journals.

I particularly like short poems as they are often urgently produced objects of experience - things made or caught on the wing in the nick of time, before they are missed or completely disappear.