ANCIENT SEA NGOC MAI LE Returning to the sea, I want to find again A little saltiness...
Lulling the longing for the old sea Where are the moments of innocence and foolishness The peaceful years listening to the sea sing Even if my hair turns pale...
I still always yearn By the sea this afternoon, still excited with dreams Like a boat going to sea, waves crashing to soothe the shore We return to find ourselves on the white sand Smile me, oh my longing On the remaining road, light footsteps Nothing is forever with time We still welcome the dawn every morning Still coffee to admire flowers, listen to Trinh music By the stream of life burning with joy Living peacefully, happy and healthy every morning To cherish what we have. 3.
2026
CHIÊM BAO NGUYỄN NGỌC HẠNH Surely I am not in this world It's just a dream drifting through human lands It's just a breeze Just faint in the erosion - siltation of the mortal world Just dream until the end of the night Lonely banyan grass carrying human life Surely I'm not living my life Maybe I'm living to grease human life Just dream until the end of the night Drifting Love until love is full and empty Surely I haven't given birth Maybe waking up knowing I'm dreaming...
Celebrating birthday March 29, 2026
STRANGER LE MAI I'm not used to waiting for...
strangers Why should I take shame and be ashamed?
Vietnamese coriander, mustard greens, what's the point?
We don't owe each other, why hurry to have each other?Sunshine through the hardship, the rain flows through the bridge, the wind blows, sobbing to close the drunkenness, wrapping lime to hide a little bitterness from the pungency, gently capturing the storm, the bumpy feet, the missing river section, who makes us cry with the rain, the watermelon holds the leftover love - the person in pain, Heaven lets us lean towards each other, Strangers dream deep dreams - Faint love!3.2026
WILD FLOWERS OF HARMONY We return to our beloved motherland The land of sunshine and dew of a time Going to find fresh petals Meet the wild flower of childhood Returning to dreams Forget about the foolish and carefree age!
Wind brings branches and leaves to swaying Flower color So red like the color of the flag Wild eggplant flowers are simple White But so pure unexpectedly, my dear!
Look at virgins and see Gentlely and shyly lowering the curtains of virginity!
Each flower - a fairy Give us less sadness of separation!
24 HOURS OF YEN BAI VI THUY LINH Dedicated to student Nguyen Dinh Thi and writer Hoang The Sinh
Purple-oval parachute has been unfurlved along the midlands to the Northwest.
Palms spread out to shield the piano from the sun.
Faint clouds of Hoang Lien Son.Is there stillness, still objects, fruits, flowers?Dinh Thi season, exam season.Swimming across the river.Day Kim Bang calling for heaven.Millions of steps across regions.One World.Rainy afternoon, mountain prince.A flock of fairies flying on the river.Old bridges reminding of many things.The reality of highland life in documentaries in paintings.We just filmed March 23rd into memories ahead.Moment of giao bôi, deep eyes.Wet white stone slab, white hair.Au Lau, a long-awaited wharf calling.How can you return quickly?24 hours in life.Being shown at a speed of 48 frames/second.Silently, each fear of clouds through your hands.Silently embracing the fire-painted road.Spreading a stream of Yen Bai. 4:42 PM, March 24, 2026.
PEOPLE PULLING FISH BUI HOANG TAM FISH bow curved Like four fingers Drop into the river Thousands of eyes Just gently!
Just gently!
Quiet space Suddenly buzzing fish being deceived Fish bow curved reaching back to the shore Long rope stretched like a fishing line Come on!
Come on!
Water pouring into the water The fisherman bow his back like a prey The river flows endlessly The field is filled with wind People on the shore Fish in baskets The sun is suspended in two places!
3.2026
WAITING FOR QUAN THI SON Is it really cold at night?
Ban has sent her shirt to her husband I sit and count the silent time Waiting every hour looking forward. 3.
2026
