Hoàng Xuân Sơn | t h E s c E n t Of c O L o U r s (16)

Love this poem.

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By Hoàng Xuân Sơn, translation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

 

t h E   s c E n t   Of   c O L o U r s

The smell of sleep

hints of footprints long gone

the poem stuck in a draw

still a brand-new river of white brilliance

 

The white paper white pages. gosh.  the white clouds

noted the scent of contradiction(the double edged sword)

the woman flew all the way back to the beginning

I tried my best to follow to in the end to grasp at nothing

 

You wore a silver rim necklace and ankle braces

Wagering love via tiny hoop earrings

escaped I did from the scent of such forbidden fruit

hu hu. the dazzle. the lights

 

m  Ù  i    c  Ủ  A    m  Ầ u

Khi nghe được mùi của giấc ngủ

những bàn chân đã…

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