Hoàng Xuân Sơn | T H E R E S O U N D I N G I M A G E S O F S P R I N G I N P O E T R Y (29)

Hoàng Xuân Sơn

A renowned poet, born 1942, writes under various pseudonyms: Hoàng Xuân Sơn, Sử Mặc, Hoàng Hà Tỉnh, Vô Ðịnh…
Hometown: Vỹ Dạ, Huế.
Lý Thường Kiệt Primary
Bán Công High School and Quốc Học Huế High School
Bachelor of philosophy, and postgraduate of political science and commerce at The university of Văn Khoa Sài Gòn.
Worked at the Ministry of Transport and Communication, a branch of the General Department of Postal Service of the Republic of Vietnam.
After 1975 worked in the Postal Office for 7 years. December 1981 settled in Montreal, Canada.

The poet’s career span from 1970 to the present day his work has been published in many literary publications. In vietnam: Văn, Chính Văn, Diễn Ðàn, Khởi Hành, Nghiên Cứu Văn Học, Ðối Diện, Thân Hữu, Xây Dựng Nông Thôn, Ngưỡng Cửa, Nhà Văn. Outside of Vietnam: Làng Văn, Văn Học, Văn, Thế Kỷ 21, Chủ Ðề, Sóng, Sóng Văn, Nắng Mới, Saigon Times, Hợp Lưu, Phố Văn, Gío Văn , Canh Tân, Ði Tới, tạp chí Thơ.

Collaborating platforms: Litviet (U.S.A), Tienve (Australia), Vanchuongviet… and the translations of his poetry into English by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm on SONGNGUTAITRAM.

Published work:

Viễn Phố (thơ, Việt Chiến xb 1988)
Huế Buồn Chi (thơ,93)
Lục Bát (thơ, 2005)
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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the poet and translator, born 1971 in Phu Nhuan, Saigon, Vietnam. The pharmacist currently lives and works in Western Sydney, Australia.

Post author By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
Post date Mar 27, 2022
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By Hoàng Xuân Sơn, translation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

T H E R E S O U N D I N G I M A G E S O F S P R I N G I N P O E T R Y

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Ripe is the season upon the return of December
The reverie golden upon the moss strewn entrance(of the alley way)
An afternoon frozen in the quivering fire light
The quiet whisper in one’s heart : spring is here again!

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The world seemed thinner than before
in a soft fading passing scent
the surprised pretty eyes across the yard
a drop of spring sunlight laughing on a peppermint leaf*

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Returned to ask the brimming dense fog
approaching steeped gently in an adventurous spirit
admired the bright eyes the rosy age of spring
a season rolling over fragrant upon one’s shirt

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To get just a whiff of the fruits in the trees
the endeared tenderness of home
the silent middays shattered by brilliant laugher
greener were the reeds and flowers strewn in pearly drops of water

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Clinging to one’s clothes the scent of an old verse
a lifetime of earnestly dreaming of a new spring
within a placid narrow scope
woke up, the harmonious new morning.
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JANUARY 2022

*Vietnamese peppermint