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A poem in Vietnamese by Trần Thị Linh NhânTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm the grass is weeping can you believe itcan you believe clearly in the stiffling sunsetthe grass is weeping because something is missing someone’s feet far gonethe summer burning on dry cracked lipsbranches shivering in the yellow birdcalls coming home to roostthe way…
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