Mai Van Phan's Poetry, (Vietnam)
Fountains Of Foothill In Rock
Rock of up Flowing Quiet, soft, Antrhit Intensive water
of To Quiet Be
What Springtime period Is it?
Way In Wreath Climbing are Are
Hummingbird Of Tweet Lukewarm doing is
Groves Of Shadow Rock on Tremble doing The shadows Or Heating?
Wild Flowers of color always of To how Bane Living Can Are
stone mine Eyes Close do Taking Are The Water Those on From Slipping To
Monkey And Baboon, jumping Jumping Trees Of Shadow become Let Giving Are
Sheer Sheer Raincoat Bunde, Mkrkion To Unsettled do
Dradon In Driving Offers is
cloud First Next, where is Cloud ...
Guava Of scent Forest In Faces Engaged is
One Porcupine Ours Thorns To Stand Krleti is
These all Muhurtas of Between
We The same Moment In are Where you Be
Translated from Vietnamese by Trần Nghi Hoàng
Edited by Frederick Turner
The Rock Inside Stream Bed
Be quiet for water flowing
Swift, deep, unending, icy cold over the rock.
Is there the Spring?
Festoon climbing the trail
Voice of birds resounding down gurgling
Shadows of trees tremble on the rock, shade or sun--
How can the colors of wildflowers could unscathed forever?
The stone closes its eyes in calm to let the water sweep across it.
Langurs with ashen thighs (*)
Cause the tree-shadows again to bob and rise;
Gentle drizzling rain disordered flies
Creeping into the deepest crevices.
Clouds stop where the clouds ...
The fragrant odor of ripe guava creeps through the forest
A porcupine ruffles up its quills, goes still.
Above all in this moment
Let's stay put at the spot where you are at.
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