SGGP newspaper introduces the poems of two authors, Bui Viet Phuong and Thuy Vy, as a way to share the ongoing losses caused by the fury of nature.
Over the flood
The bridge to the old countryside
Now no one can pass,
Today's flood is on top of the flood.
Hoai looked at the roof dotted.
***
Wife anxiously beside old mother, water overflowing from the end of the street
He rowed the boat in the rushing water.
Where does water come from and where does it go?
The river flows as if standing still.
***
Are there any high points that have not been mentioned?
But the flood peak did not reach?
Arm touched arm
In the cold rain, mother sat making a fire
***
Suddenly saw many high points above the flood peak
Step out of the mud to find our street again...
BUI VIET PHUONG

Upstream wind
Rainy hometown
Rainy city
longing for the sunlight to shine through and expose the sadness of being far from home
the water crossed the heart of the person was limp
Is there any dry place?
***
Where does the sun hide to let sadness rise?
pain all over
remember the day of settling down
***
I didn't sleep last night
dreams are also flickering
everywhere is flooded land resentment
rushing to find the way to the sea
***
Eyes no longer have room
give way to the heart calling each other
half a bowl of dry rice, salt, beans, and sesame seeds
vast water
***
Rainy hometown
Rainy city
just listen to the wind upstream
oh my homeland
THUY VY
Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/xot-long-bao-lu-que-oi-post821282.html






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