She is graduating without a gown

She is graduating without a gown

The child, this child of mine

May you always, always be kind

Oh this child, this child of mine

May the world be forever thine

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She is graduating without a gown

The pandemic is a hovering grey and sound

Steeped to the soul pushing us down

Oh child, oh child of mine

.

Pick a star if I could polish its hind

On the dark side for sure it still shines

Your birthday, no fancy dinners, fancy wine

Baby, you’re the star, oh baby of mine.

_____

AUGUST 2020


Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger, poet and translator, born 1971 in Phu Nhuan, Saigon, Vietnam. The pharmacist currently lives and works in Western Sydney, Australia.

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

There's magic in translating a body of work from one language to another.

6 comments

  1. Nice!

    Our local uni had a three-year catch-up graduation this year, with classes of 2020, 2021 and 2022 all getting to have shared ceremonies this year.

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