Thơ Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm look, birds birdsclouds, no rain, nothey are people shot down by bullets falling like tears they lie there on top of each other like lovers smelling like stevia they are poetry in a cold coal stove a poem like two eyeslike a noselike a face like…

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