THE MADWOMAN, a poem by Hoang Hung

THE MADWOMAN

Carrying a broken stick on her head she walks and sings Evening comes gradually at the end of the street

She walks and signs Fragments of a tranquil song break in my hear

Alas, the madness of tile and brick Please sing and sign again of all the destruction you carry in your head

In: Black dog, black night: Contemporary Vietnamese Poetry. Edited and translated by Nguyen Do and Paul Hoover.

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