(GLO)- Ngo Duc Hanh is a poet with a very sensitive soul. His poems are full of emotions about what he encounters. And it feels like he writes poetry the way he breathes.
He has poems that are very lyrical, but also poems that are full of political and rational content. Maybe that helps the author balance his life.
Originally from Ha Tinh, he has lived and worked in Hanoi for many years, working as a journalist, writing poetry, and wandering around like a wanderer. In addition to poetry, his poetry reviews and literary portraits are also very attractive. As for journalism, he is active in many fields. This issue of the "Poetry Faces" section introduces a collection of poems about the Central Highlands, like a cut on his endless path with poetry. This endless wandering is also to the point: "Going to the Central Highlands this season/I breathe in the wind from the horizon to entertain guests". As a poet and journalist, he cherishes "This page/is my field/I work hard to cultivate each character"... He is a member of the Vietnam Writers Association.
Poet Van Cong Hung selected and introduced.
CENTRAL HIGHLANDS
This time yesterday
the eastern sun was born and sat up
dawn on the red Central Highlands
green rainforest pointing to the song.
Illustration: TN |
Life passes by so many times on this earth
white cafe
your smile tells me to be silent
slow foot faith.
This time today
The Central Highlands is full of hope
dew sprinkles hatred
Durian harvest down price smile.
Go to the Central Highlands this season
I breathe the wind from the horizon to entertain guests
Buon Ho wine in a real bottle
drink but not drunk
Past and present
I changed
the earth is always red with lazy sweat
Why does the silvery earth not turn green?
FOREST
My field is this page
discount season
sweat drops in strange land
coffee or pepper?
This page
is his field
painstakingly cultivate each character.
Illustration: TN |
RAINY SEASON
Central Highlands rainy season
talk to each other day before it sinks in
The wind kept blowing vaguely, unable to sleep.
This farming season is different from the previous farming season.
He went to the Central Highlands
remember the elephants of Buon Don forest
tears filled Serepok
why does the river flow backwards
Illustration: Huyen Trang |
No one has tried to imagine
if tomorrow the mountain wind is gone
we squeeze the wind
The current today is cold and smooth in the forest moon.
The woman of dreams on her back
mother and child carry each other to the market
the way home the rain is pouring down on my pockmarked face
the sound of the jungle fowl in the morning is not interesting.
Central Highlands rain
durian and durian
macadamia is not a billionaire tree
The old saying flies past and is no longer there
This road is full of promise!
I just passed the Central Highlands.
good day and good month
ask the Serepok River
go away sadness flow
He quickly smiled
indifferent
rain and wind...
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