Nhu Nguyet Alluvium

The river flows forever a blue stream

On this shore, Quan Ho is humming.

like an endless source of sound

The other side of the street stretches out in the morning sun

high-rise buildings light up dreams

Illustration: China.

We drift between two shores of memories:

is a village reflecting the river

and the hustle and bustle of the construction site...

Like Nguyet!

are you the thread

sew up the worn edges of time?

To leave our homeland as it is

bunch of ripe red lychees

rice field

return to the breath of the land

like a silent call from the mother's heart...

I want to write on the water

poem in alluvium

to let the water rise each season

bring new seeds

sow on both banks the green future...

Like Nguyet!

The wind on the river still blows without a word

but the soul of the earth is always green… never old!

Nguyen Thi Minh Duyen

Source: https://baobacgiang.vn/phu-sa-nhu-nguyet-postid418204.bbg