Pencil sketch
Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | Thái Hạo

Pencil sketch
share till the time falls in a crumbling mess
share the laziness in memories of sound sleeping
share a hand full of memories barely
share the night of endless butterflies
(in our stomach)
barely and it was day
Pencil sketch
You shall walk alone in the dark
Tripping on your own thoughts
To after rise
Beneath the Sunlight
You will set free the truth
Allowing the vines of others to latch onto
The souls you’ll find
Residing in the Clouds and the Leaves
you touch it
and know its eyelids
made of coral
more beautiful than jade
you drank
straight from the bottle
but choking a little on the poetry
it in a scuffle fell, broke
into shards
cutting the skin
hence each time you want to love
you bleed
to death…
Your heart
trimmed in snowflakes
imprinted
speckled
I came across
quickly across
someone’s shadow
frozen solid on the ground
a shadow
not mine.
Pencil sketch
how could you not know that I love
the glaring night sharp prickly and sad
numbing pain in each ray of morning light
the orange-yellow laced with lonely purple
The bird from an ancient highland carries a seed across the seas—
China
Banda
Arafura (glancing left barely at the Coral Sea)
On the biggest flattest island drops
A fluke in her garden grew—
the A, B and Cs
đầu năm
vẽ một vị sư
…
oil.on.canvas.đtc.2.2020
leaving work in the afternoon, cutting through a patch of snowed in forest. home, turned on the yellow light, drew the portrait with fingers still stiff with the cold … “who’s aware that they’ve turned grey only because they love the dying light of a candle the forest late at night by the cold dead […]
Oil on canvas by đtc
Pencil sketch
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Lê Vĩnh Tài, Vietnamese writer and poet