From sunshine to rain, the rainy season brings muddy, silt-laden waters that carry silt to streams, rivers, and plains, enriching the fields and making them greener. Who among those who have lived or passed through this red basalt land hasn't left some impression on their minds? The SGGP newspaper presents two poems by Le Quy Nghi and PN Thuong Doan, recalling this land.
THN
Back into the fallen leaves
The season of old leaves
Where are you?
suction wind
The basalt road has been in place for several years.
He came home and slipped on my ball.
night tilting island
The leg is now
distant handrail
Turn a little greener.
Is there any more gold leaf?
Where are you that you remember the bare branches?
spontaneously combustible
just him and the leaves
Turning poetry into gold
Listen to the old seasons being reborn.
LE QUY NGHI
Rose and morning
Walking past the gray brick house in the morning.
The rose displays its vibrant, shimmering beauty, waiting...
A gentle, captivating fragrance mingled with a vast expanse of nostalgia.
The wind asked the clouds, "Why is it raining this morning?"
Strange clouds before the color of flowers I once remembered
The old garden
old slope
fresh cup of tea
The wooden cafe, painted in the color of basalt soil, greets guests with a melancholic sound.
The lyrics are wet amidst the falling rain.
The old friend is gone.
The mournful sound of the guitar falls
Wandering around the streets in the morning.
Steep slopes, gentle bends, lake shores, curves like the circle of destiny.
The rose smiles, welcoming autumn.
The fragile red leaves remind us of our promise.
We don't go to sea, yet why is the ocean so vast?
The lingering emotions of regret and fading affection.
Silver in the gentle breeze that blows around the slope
On a sunless morning, I feel sorry for my two superfluous hands.
sad, cold, numb fingers
Hesitantly, I walked past the gray brick house, where only the sky remained visible.
mossy courtyard
a doll's smile faded
Some dreams have fallen…
PN THUONG DOAN
Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/nho-mau-dat-do-ba-zan-post815146.html
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