Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmArt: Đinh Trường Chinh[5th revision; 2019-2022] without the vernacular, the poem has…
Angels, muses and sirens.. I was near death often in my life. I learn Death isn’t an enemy. We must be born and die, we must live and struggle. I bury my second… Continue reading
Too late for kindness.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found a old journal. 100 poems, never been published anywhere. Number one, 1990 poetry. Too late for kindness… I wanted my brothers to be… Continue reading
Originally posted on Inca Dinca Do :
On that hot summer evening Big moon rising over the lake and Laying claim to the sky We float, you and I Reflection on the water tethering…
