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Reading from Southbank Centre's Poetry Parnassus festival, 2012. Reading in Vietnamese.
Translated from the Vietnamese by the author:
Memory
Memory is playing I-spy
With the things one remembers
It finds a wooden doll
And dreams of the forest
It picks up a shell
And hears the ocean
It sees the early sunlight
And feels warm kisses
It brushes bare skin
And is burned by love’s embers
It sips the night dew
And feels an old thirst again
It touches the river
And the ripples run away
It hides itself
And discovers the sky
It turns round
And falls into the abyss...