A poem in Vietnamese by Bùi Giáng
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
Dusk is but an accompanying fantasy
Absurdly called the looming shadow a dream
I’ve been back since the end of the moon cycle
In reverie watched you retreating
Your movements are engulfed by the mist
Looked at me just once, a madman
After some time in worrisome recall
A woman of great beauty, once.
Hoàng hôn cơn mộng tháp tùng
Từng vô duyên gọi bóng nùng diễm qua
Anh về từ cuối nguyệt hoa
Nhìn em như mộng mị xa xa dần
Em đi sương bóng vô ngần
Nhìn anh như ngó một lần người điên
Về sau ký ức trược phiền
Làm sao quên được thuyền quyên một lần.
Bùi Giáng (1926-1998) was born in Thanh Châu, Duy Xuyên, the province of Quảng Nam, Vietnam. He passed away at Chợ Rẫy Hospital in Saigon, Vietnam. Self-taught at a late age in life. The prolific poet and translator were fluent in French, English, and Kanji. With many published translations like Hamlet by Shakespeare, The Little Prince by Saint Exupéry, Campus…
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.