But above all and forever, she is a poet.
The thin-browed woman from Hung Yen is very “tough” when doing management work but very weak in poetry: “Alone happy, alone sad/Alone feeling lonely… alone”. And this is how she loves her Fatherland when she is far away: “Moscow this afternoon is without you/You are like a bird, suddenly on the other side of the earth/In a place a thousand times dear: the Fatherland!/My brother walks bareheaded in the rain...”.
Poet Van Cong Hung selected and introduced.
FADE
Remember the old peach tree
Formerly planted in the corner of the yard
Decades have passed
Still buy small peach branches.
Elegant pink color
Fragile in the wind
In whose eyes is shining
Welcome the new spring.
Forget the troubles
Just want fun
Although hard all life
Still love flowers dearly.
Still sweet poetry writing
Still deep in love
Peach blossoms small pretty flowers
But love is strong.
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Illustration: Huyen Trang |
ALONE
There are times when I am alone
Sit still and say nothing.
No one asked.
Where does the soul go?
It's raining outside
Each white bead
I am alone and quiet
Just thinking about you.
It seems like a long time ago
Love forgot to knock
Only the wind outside
Makes me excited too.
And I suddenly understood that
I wish it would rain - I wish it would rain forever
Let my heart calm down
Sad days without you.
PHILOSOPHY OF OLD AGE
Noise always breaks the peace
Opposite life purposes also turn into contradictions
Old age is like a whirlwind
Even opening the door is scary - draft.
Old age sees everything with regret
Walk slowly, stand and sit slowly
See many things that are contrary to the eyes and ears
Just look because there is no strength left.
Violence against the elderly is easier than against children.
When children are in pain, they can still cry.
Old people have no tears
Just endure the pain and die.
The most terrible thing in life is the ungrateful, evil and deceitful habit.
The most unfortunate family has such a person.
The most unfortunate person is the one who only cares about money and not love.
No love heart cold as ice.
Many old scenes are pitiful to see.
All the glory is meaningless
When old, we are all the same.
What a tragedy if your pocket is empty.
Old people melt like dew
Existing and then invisible
So brave and then lonely
All sleep the same in eternal sleep.
Day by day soothe all pain
Take away all joy and suffering
Be at peace with everything, don't be afraid.
Oh world, everyone will grow old.
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