waiting a thousand year | Mai Thảo

A poem in Vietnamese by Mai Thảo
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

waiting a thousand year at the precipice
home to the delusions of the same name
living a shitty life in the gutter
because they have not came

one shitty face is like any other shitty face
when it’s time for the bats to wake up
across the sky is the spreading stench
from here to the end of the horizon

owls and crows in a crowd
tearing to shreds the leaves in the trees
the stench of dirt from the few souls lost
the stench of sewage and rising rot

worthless influencers ruling the world
cheap tactics scaremongering the old
opportunists and users, you’re not dead yet
and these demons are already laughing

with my head down I can leave this land of the living
like a tired star that wants to resign from its position
like a boat far from shore heading for the seas
heading for the elephant graveyard for the final rest

make our ancestors wade through the swamps
such swampy paths could never take our shoes
the shoes are dirty so let them be
on the way home through the West Gate

chờ đợi nghìn năm

Ta đợi ngàn năm tới trước thềm
Đó về huyễn ảo đã cùng tên
Song loan chưa tới trong chờ đợi
Đành với hoàng hôn sống nhá nhem

Tối sáng không phân nhọ mặt người
Là giờ xuất hiện của bầy dơi
Rợp trời những cánh bay hôi hám
Trên lối ta đi tới cuối trời

Quạ cú ào theo kín một bầy
Cáo chồn mai phục mỗi hàng cây
Dăm con ma xó tanh mùi đất
Cống rãnh chui lùn cũng bủa vây

Bàn độc chen chân chó nhảy ngồi
Mồ chiều xanh lạnh lửa ma trơi
Giậu chưa đổ đã bìm chen lấn
Huyệt chửa đào xong đã quỷ cười

Ta cúi đầu đi khỏi bãi đời
Như vì sao mỏi muốn lìa ngôi
Như thuyền xa bến vào muôn biển
Tới đáy rừng chôn giấc ngủ voi

Làm người xưa bước qua lầy lội
Đường lội làm sao giữ được giầy
Giầy đã lấm rồi thôi để mặc
Trên lối đi về hướng Cửa Tây


Mai Thảo [1927-1998] real name is Nguyen Dang Quy, another pen name: Nguyen Dang, he was born on June 8, 1927 in Con market, Quan Phuong Ha commune, Hai Hau district, Nam Dinh province (originally from Tho Khoi village, Gia Lam district, Bac Ninh province, the same hometown and related to the painter Le Thi Luu), his father was a merchant and wealthy landowner. Mai Thao absorbed his mother’s love of literature from Bac Ninh. As a child, he studied at a village school, went to Nam Dinh high school and then Hanoi (studied at Do Huu Vi school, later Chu Van An). In 1945, he followed the school to Hung Yen. When the war broke out in 1946, the family evacuated from Hanoi to Con market, in the “House of the Salt Water Region”, from then on Mai Thao left home to Thanh Hoa to join the resistance, wrote for newspapers, participated in art troupes traveling everywhere from Lien Khu Ba, Lien Khu Tu to the Viet Bac resistance zone. This period left a deep mark on his literature. In 1951, Mai Thao abandoned the resistance and went into the city to do business. In 1954, he migrated to the South. He wrote short stories for the newspapers Dan Chu, Lua Viet, and Nguoi Viet. He was the editor-in-chief of the newspapers Sang Tao (1956), Nghe Thuat (1965), and from 1974, he oversaw the Van newspaper. He participated in the literature and art programs of radio stations in Saigon from 1960 to 1975. On December 4, 1977, Mai Thao crossed the sea. After 7 days and nights at sea, the boat arrived at Pulau Besar, Malaysia. In early 1978, he was sponsored by his brother to go to the United States. Shortly after, he collaborated with Thanh Nam’s Dat Moi newspaper and several other overseas newspapers. In July 1982, he republished the Van magazine, and was editor-in-chief until 1996, when due to health problems, he handed it over to Nguyen Xuan Hoang; Two years later he died in Santa Ana, California on January 10, 1998.

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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9 comments

      1. You are welcome hun 😄🤗✌️✌️.

        Kudos to you on the accomplishment, but you are right, time is flying and that memory of the boat people lost at sea 50 years ago was a sad and unfortunate incident 💔💔

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      2. Yeah I mean, it might not be worthy of new year or super bowl levels of celebrations but I am sure your help is very appreciated by Mai Thảo and others 👍😄😄.

        I hope you have a great night (I assume 🤭) sweetie.

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      3. Hahaha awww, you are welcome 🥰🥰. Thanks for your sweet words too; it’s a new morning here but I am inspired by you to sweetly daydream 😈🤣😆😘

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