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Poems by Ho Si Binh

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Poems by Ho Si Binh

Poet Ho Si Binh was born in 1953 in Vo Thuan, Trieu Phong, Quang Tri. He is a member of the Vietnam Writers Association, currently living and working in Da Nang City. In his published books of prose and poetry, he always confided his sadness and nostalgia for his homeland; memories of heavy debts to life; people in many lands, leaving in the poet's soul many feelings and affections...

Quang Tri Newspaper respectfully introduces a collection of poems recently composed at Dai Lai Writing Camp by poet Ho Si Binh, with a different realm of thoughts...

Quan Ho Lovesickness

I wish I could be you

but there is someone right away

the song of meeting halfway he sang

know how to make teeth with me

two is one, one plus one is two

The song is forever uncertain

The amorous Duong River flows through Kinh Bac

fell in love with Quan Ho and was flirtatious all her life.

I went to Do Temple with Thuan Thanh.

love Duong River a lifetime waiting

Who else leans on the boat to feel less lonely?

why do people have to suffer in this song

The song "Love You Forever"

I keep it in my heart to cross the river...

By the paintings of Ho village

Know Dong Ho paintings since childhood

the small alley around has recognized

chickens, pigs, cats, and mice

rustic folk with mother and me

cool breeze and drizzle

mouse wedding in childhood

also bustling to welcome spring

Duong River across the Northeast monsoon

I crossed the river of memories to meet Dong Ho again.

saw mother wearing raincoat going to Tet market

old painting warms the house

I met Hoang Cam again at the old wharf

Where is the soul, the paper has color

passionate love of teenage dreams

night dream pouring wine looking at painting suddenly remembering myself

Red cotton tree of Vinh Phuc

Take off all your clothes and show off your red color

hold each other and let go of the hammock with a little fragrant lips

bare branches of joy like opening and closing

March goes to comfort the sad spring

Vinh Phuc cheeks are red as if drunk

let me get drunk and dream of flower colors

when I woke up suddenly surrounded by rain

petals falling in the middle of the field

blue sky also think I lost

the whole lake surface is filled with flowers

I can't bear to let the season go.

afraid of people returning, absent-minded, sparse tree shade

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