A poem in Vietnamese by Nguyễn Lãm ThắngTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Art: Đinh Trường Chinh SMOKE ` Like the wind? Yep! Dead at the bottom of a river Clouds? Yep! Decimated mid air . Gone! The old portrait standing, or sitting somewhere? While you brag, exposing your belly, protruding button? The cruelty! ` Autumn […]

smoke – phượt — Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm