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A poem in Vietnamese by Du Tử LêTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm she sleeps in the treesin the heat of summergreen and soft breaths. notthe return of the heron she sleeps in the falltired branches bent limpsthe load of my dying lovesoon with this imprisoned heartat the height of the moonriseshe I will miss she…
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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm 