A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm in sleep, she continues to hear some old guy playing softly a tune he makes her recall those times she taps constantly a thousand words a minute at the flicker of dawn he’s up exploding with promises like a bird tweeting and the […]

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