I was defeated by the moon
A super moon
Holding my breath since noon
Dragging my gears like a goon

Clouds from the sea came
Pollution oozing
The unheard prayers
A frozen moon .

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5-12-18

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.

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Anonymous

Sep 30, 2024

❤️

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1. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
  
  Sep 30, 2024
  
  ❤
  
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zfthrimej

Sep 30, 2024

At least the moon could not stop you from writing and publishing a poem about it. In these ways, you win, and every time someone likes and writes a positive response to your work is another win for you! 😀

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1. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
  
  Sep 30, 2024
  
  😂 oh? It was an old poem, I was rather depressed by the sound. Now I’m just a goon not caring much about the moon. 😁
  
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  1. zfthrimej
    
    Sep 30, 2024
    
    Liking that the g in your name could stand for goon, I’m enjoying you being over the moon. 😀
    
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  2. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
    
    Oct 1, 2024
    
    heheh, cheers to you wonderful week!
    
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pk 🌎

May 28, 2025

Beautiful post 💓❤️💖
Thanks for sharing.
Greetings from 🇪🇦
God bless you 🌈

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1. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
  
  May 28, 2025
  
  Likewise, cheers to a wonderful week my friend.
  
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