A poem in Vietnamese by Thái HạoTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm 19. and again it rainedlovebarely upon the shore you’re a stormthere was no escape for methe tiny house soaked through in a garden barely recovered were the treesstreets like riversred sky there was no escape for me, in my handthe screen of the phone … Continue reading TROPIC SUMMER | Thái Hạo [2]