The owner of my dignity

How could you?
How could you begrudge me
my ignorance?
I am not of your world
(I care not for it)

You laugh at how much little I know
The eyes of a bewildering child
My view of your world
Mine alone

My willingness to be alone

In the world of Men
How small I am then
Small small small

I am not the person you see
How then possibly do you see me

The owner of my dignity
The mother of my children
I am me
(No one’s property)

Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger, poet, and translator, was born in 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.

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