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Mother and homeland

In May, the weather turns to hot season, oh people, do you still remember the cool breeze from your mother's hand fanning you to sleep on summer nights? Remembering your mother is remembering a childhood, remembering your homeland with your mother's image: The old market wharf, Mother sits looking for the wind/ The ferry back home is filled with longing in the poem Thu Dau Mot by Le Minh Vu.

Báo Sài Gòn Giải phóngBáo Sài Gòn Giải phóng11/05/2025

Mother and homeland

Remembering mother when she is no longer here and we are old but still longing to be by her side to share: Thinking that I am still young, I long for Mother's shoulder/ Leaning on her back, whispering with pain in the poem Missing Mother in May by Thu Thuy Nguyen. This poetry page introduces two poems by Le Minh Vu and Thu Thuy Nguyen written about mother, sent to everyone who always has mother and homeland in their heart.

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Thu Dau Mot

I return to the river of time

Stir the green season to find childhood again

Reflection on the vastness of memory

Hear the sound echoing on both banks

Old market wharf Mother sits looking for the wind

The ferry ride back is full of anticipation

Sunset dyes moss-covered afternoon shadow

Bach Dang Wharf reflects the moonlight

Thu Market Clock Tower stands in the mist

The merchant life chose this place to dock.

The beauty of Binh Duong has fate but no debt

Unfinished song of the old riverside days

The leaning oil row reflects the noontime shadow

Who brought who home that sad echoes of the grave

Thu Dau Mot has gone into books

The land of peace, kindness and loyalty.

Le Minh Vu

May Remember Mom

Oh May! The old town is full of sunshine.

Small bend still shaded by trees

Whose house do I return to with longing?

The gate awaits the familiar path

Tossing and turning more and more, thinking.

Empty to the edge of the eyelids slightly moist

Thinking I was young, I longed for my mother's shoulder

Leaning back, the whisperer whispered in my ear.

Why are you so restless these days?

The mind shows the image of someone that day

Leaning against the door, looking vaguely at the end of the alley

The afternoon shadow leans, lonely and tired, looking on

Oh May! Purple afternoon dyes the air

Clouds drift in the distant sky

The wind blows back and forth in a desolate manner.

Sad heart, lonely heart

Going or coming back is the same

There is still a void in me that lingers

Stop being excited and stop being restless

Mom is gone, the door is locked, no one wants it!

Thu Thuy Nguyen

Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/me-va-que-huong-post794703.html


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