Poetry Face: Ngo Duc Hanh | Gia Lai Electronic Newspaper

(GLO)- Ngo Duc Hanh is a poet with a very sensitive soul. His poems are full of emotions about what he encounters. And it feels like he writes poetry the way he breathes.

He has poems that are very lyrical, but also poems that are full of political and rational content. Maybe that helps the author balance his life.

Originally from Ha Tinh, he has lived and worked in Hanoi for many years. He is both a journalist and a poet, and wanders around like a wanderer. In addition to poetry, his poetry reviews and literary portraits are also very attractive. Likewise, in journalism, he is active in many fields. This issue of the "Poetry Faces" section introduces a collection of poems about the Central Highlands, like a cut on his endless journey with poetry. This endless wandering is also to the point: "Going to the Central Highlands this season/I breathe in the wind from the horizon to entertain guests". As a poet and journalist, he cherishes "This page/is my field/I work hard to cultivate each character"... He is a member of the Vietnam Writers Association.

Poet Van Cong Hung selected and introduced.

CENTRAL HIGHLANDS

This time yesterday

the eastern sun was born sitting up

Dawn on the red Central Highlands

The green rainforest points to the singing.

Illustration: TN

Life passes by so many times on this earth

white coffee

your smile tells me to be silent

slow faith feet

This time today

The Central Highlands is full of hope

dew sprinkles hatred

Durian harvest down price smile.

Go to the Central Highlands this season

I breathe the wind of the horizon to entertain guests

Buon Ho wine cup in a real bottle

drink but not drunk

Past and present

I change

The earth is always red with lazy sweat

Why does the silvery earth not turn green?

FOREST

Your field is this page

down season

sweat drops in strange land

coffee or pepper?

This page

is your field

diligently trim each character

Illustration: TN

RAINY SEASON

Central Highlands rainy season

talk to each other day not yet soaked in soil

The wind kept blowing vaguely, unable to sleep.

This farming season is different from the old farming season.

I go to the Central Highlands

remember the elephants of Buon Don forest

tears filled Serepok

why does the river flow backwards

Illustration: Huyen Trang

No one has tried to imagine

if tomorrow the mountain wind is gone

I squeeze the wind

The current today is cold and smooth, the moon is in the forest.

The Dream Woman on Her Back

mother and child carry each other to the market

the way home rain pockmarked face

The sound of the jungle fowl was not interesting in the morning.

Central Highlands rain

durian and durian

macadamia is not a billionaire tree

The old saying flies past and is no longer there.

This road is full of promise!

I just passed the Central Highlands.

good day and good month

ask the Serepok river

go away sadness flow down

He quickly smiled

indifferent

rain and wind...

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