Your face…
Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were less sad now and she told me. Thank you Johnnie… Continue reading
The Devil dances at midnight..
The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and I brought her closer on the dance floor and I asked her. Does… Continue reading
NIGHT & THE CONTINUING FALLING VERSES OF…(11)
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…
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