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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | Just This Life (88)

His eyes glossed over white, icy, opaque. The stranger, the father of my thirteen year old daughter. I had begged him- please forget her, I forgive you. He just laughed, the light never reaching his eyes- she, to you is the mother of my child. I had loved him, the love of my life. He had picked me to dance, me the awkward skinny girl, amidst all those tall pretty ones.

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | you’re not a butterfly (133)

you ask yourself now and then
flying forever in a room
full of plastic flowers

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | If you see the poem as feathers of a bird (66)

you thought about the feathers
you see yourself as a small bird
a tired metaphor
the world seeing nothing but white clouds
the embittered day she left
flew away
like feathers of a bird

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Ngọc Thủy | as the tears come (4)

head towards the Sun
crawl across the dark valleys
I’m steeped in the deluge
the arid sunlight, a new season

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | no. 20:9 – a waste of a springtime, but at least there was the breeze

censorship
unsanctioned
in the smuggling of
freedom

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Pháp Hoan |Haiku 89(3)

after three days of rain
the chrysanthemum bloomed brightly
end to end in the village

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | no. 20:5 – at the roots of the magnolia

a poem, a single bloom
it attentively
stares at a wall
pee strewed the cool hues of rocks