and the man I saw was me | Lê Vĩnh Tài

A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm stepping over the threshold of the doorway looking out into the street a man seemed to have drifted across the city in the rain and the man I saw was me he veered right towards an overhanging eave accepted a serving of steamed … Continue reading and the man I saw was me | Lê Vĩnh Tài