since the dark ages you have been delusional | Mai Thảo

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

long or short
a line has always been a line
endless twists splits and turns
it takes you to all places, all corners of the world

you have slept everywhere since you were a child
that last place is me till the day I am old
Old? A soul that is still alive like the wind
A wind that never sleeps, the sound essence of my life

creating the clouds and instigating the sunburn
creating, never from heaven and earth did I ask or borrow
so when both the sun and the moon abandon me
upon my brow is the moonlight safe

since the dark ages you have been delusional
I am a god, it was my choice to come into the world
we are a pair of movie stars, angels
each sitting on their own thrown

stop crying as though your tears is the rain
stop aching as though the rocks can also feel the pain
your heart is wisdom(bụt) and mine life(Buddha)
reserved for each of us in our heart is a burning incense

em đã hoang đường từ cổ đại

Con đường thẳng tắp con đường cụt
Đã vậy từ xưa cái nghĩa đường
Phải triệu khúc quanh nghìn ngả rẽ
Mới là tâm cảnh đến mười phương

Em đủ mười phương từ tuổi nhỏ
Ngần ấy phương anh tới tuổi già
Tuổi ư? Hồn vẫn đầy trăm gió
Thổi suốt đêm ngày cõi biếc ta

Chế lấy mây và gây lấy nắng
Chế lấy, đừng vay mượn đất trời
Để khi nhật nguyệt đều xa vắng
Đầu thềm vẫn có ánh trăng rơi

Em đã hoang đường từ cổ đại
Anh cũng thần tiên tự xuống đời
Đôi ta một lứa đôi tài tử
Ngự mỗi thiên thần ở mỗi ngôi

Đừng khóc dẫu mưa là nước mắt
Đừng đau dẫu đá cũng đau buồn
Tâm em là Bụt tâm anh Phật
Trên mỗi tâm ngời một nhánh hương


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.

the bush at first light | Mai Thảo

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

happy grass wet grass spattered with water
right by my side and I can’t be happier
though all that love I can feel no longer
still, it’s nice to share such morning glory together

cỏ sớm

Cỏ dạt dào vui đẫm nước phun
Ngồi bên ta cũng muốn vui lòng
Dẫu lòng đã lạnh thôi dào dạt
Thì cũng vui vì buổi sáng chung


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.

almost a decade | Mai Thảo

Boun Ma Thuot, Vietnam. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm chụp

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

the incense burning up this half of the world
permeating day and night then back to the other side
half breaking off into a number of uncountable seas
the scattering of ten seasons of spring

năm thứ mười

Nhánh hương thắp nửa này trái đất
Bay đêm ngày về nửa bên kia
Nửa đường hương gãy trăm nghìn biển
Rụng xuống mười xuân đã đứt lìa


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.

the call to wake up | Mai Thảo

Photography by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

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

the deadly silence, the earth stunned silent
the wordless streams and dumbfound trees
wake up! wake up the storm inside you, stand up
like the shifting earth plates, spit lava, live

gọi thức

Này suối này rừng cùng tịch lặng
Đất nín nghìn năm cũng lặng cùng
Dậy đi! Dậy hết thành dông bão
Nhảy dựng ngang đời thế đá tung


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.

Huế Showers | Bạch Diệp

Bạch Diệp in Huế

A poem in Vietnamese by Bạch Diệp
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

A variation of Lưu Thủy Kim Tiền’s melody
Opening a barrel of sweet Hoàng Gia wine
Pouring, savouring each drop at a time

Door or high brick walls cannot stop the rain
Mother stir frying salt, lemongrass, and raw watermelon
Remembering the rain showers of long ago
Wooden clogs, and silk tunic gingerly crossing the bridge
Huế girls now leaves their house on a motorbike
In jeans and big backpacks

The rain would stop
And the fermenting city would burst open
Flooding the streets with the scent of eucalyptus
licorice, and ginseng
Through the door to the end of the garden
All the way to the riverbank
thriving and green
Moss and grass over Cửu Đỉnh
Resisting
oblivion

Fear not is what will be lost in time
The kids in any cafe or street corner will tell you
There’s no coffee lovelier than
Coffee in Huế

Huế mưa

Là biến tấu của giai khúc Lưu Thủy Kim Tiền
Làm vỡ chiếc thùng rượu ngọt Hoàng Gia
Đổ xuống
từng chuỗi
giọt

Cửa Ngăn cửa Sập tường gạch cao không ngăn nổi mưa
Mạ rang nồi muối sả muối vại dưa hường
Nhớ cơn mưa xưa guốc mộc áo the
Thủng thẳng qua cầu
Con gái Huế chừ quần jean ba lô hớn hở cuốc xe đi mô cũng tới

Rồi mưa cũng tạnh
Nội thành dậy men mở những lối đi ngập nước
Mùi khuynh diệp cam thảo đinh lăng
Qua khung cửa về cuối khu vườn ra đến bờ sông
Rêu xanh và cỏ mướt đang lên
Cưỡng lại sự quên lãng trên Cửu Đỉnh

Chẳng sợ những gì thời gian đánh mất
Bọn trẻ con ngồi đồng cafe góc phố
Nhất quyết rằng
Chẳng nơi đâu ấm bằng góc cafe Huế


Bạch Diệp, the poet and artist lives in Hue, Vietnam.

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.

MANNERS | Vũ Ngọc Giao

A poem in Vietnamese by Vũ Ngọc Giao
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

he was sweating on top of the roof
trying to fix a leaky tile

a mate of his turned up at his front gate
the guy curled an index finger in front of his face
with not a word signaled him to come down
he climbed down his ladder
his mate leaned closer
and whispered into his ear:
– Mate, can you spare me twenty?

he didn’t reply

he proceeded to climb up the ladder
once he was back on the roof with his leaky tile
he turned to his mate at the front gate
curled his index finger and beckoned his mate to climb up
once they were eye to eye
he leaned into his mate’s ear and said quietly:
– No

LỊCH SỰ

hắn đang hì hục sửa lại cái mái nhà .

bạn đến , đứng dưới sân , ngoắc hắn .
hắn leo xuống .
bạn kề vào tai hắn , nói rất nhỏ :
– ” có tiền không ? cho mượn một ít ! “

hắn làm thinh .

leo lên lại chỗ cũ , hắn ngoắc bạn .
bạn leo lên .
hắn kề vào tai bạn , nói rất nhỏ :
– ” không có ! “

….


Vũ Ngọc Giao, the Vietnamese musician, and poet born in 1951, My Tho. A former student Petrus Ký Sài Gòn (1961 – 1968), an alumnus of the Faculty of Philosophy, the University of Literature Saigon (1968 – 1970), he is the founder of Phu Nhuan Guitar Club, Saigon. His poetry is published on many literary websites. A few familiar songs: Looking back at my life, The man with sad eyes (a poem by Đỗ Trung Quân), His return on a rainy night, The July rain…

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.

tentative | Hồ Dzếnh

Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

thơ Hồ Dzếnh
Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm dịch

say you’ll come
but I don’t know if you should!
so my sadness could
dwell in the yard
with my broken heart
crumbling cigarette embers
on finger tips…
between puffs: hmmm, how
how could I miss someone that much?

say you’ll come
but I don’t know if you should!
you’ll see! love is nothing?
without the attraction at the start?
sun kisses
fleeting moments
soft silky
butterfly wings
trees and reeds
the promise of tomorrow
the joy of the day to come!

say you’ll come
but I don’t know if you should!
and I will sigh, softly –
it was not meant to be!
if you’re on your way
turn around, go back

life is beautiful
when it’s still full of promise
the joy of love lost
at the end of a promise

don’t finish that letter
arrive your ferry never
so the infinite future can be
as tentative as the ever past see

Ngập ngừng

Em cứ hẹn nhưng em đừng đến nhé!
Để lòng buồn tôi dạo khắp trong sân,
Ngó trên tay, thuốc lá cháy lụi dần…
Tôi nói khẽ: Gớm, làm sao nhớ thế?

Em cứ hẹn nhưng em đừng đến nhé!
Em tôi ơi! Tình nghĩa có gì đâu?
Nếu là không lưu luyến buổi sơ đầu?
Thuở ân ái mong manh như nắng lụa.
Hoa bướm ngập ngừng, cỏ cây lần lữa,
Hẹn ngày mai mùa đến sẽ vui tươi,
Chỉ ngày mai mới đẹp, ngày mai thôi!

Em cứ hẹn nhưng em đừng đến nhé!
Tôi sẽ trách-cố nhiên! – nhưng rất nhẹ
Nếu trót đi, em hãy gắng quay về,
Tình mất vui khi đã vẹn câu thề,
Đời chỉ đẹp những khi còn dang dở.
Thư viết đừng xong, thuyền trôi chớ đỗ,
Cho nghìn sau…lơ lửng…với nghìn xưa…

Nguồn: Hồ Dzếnh, Quê ngoại, NXB Hoa Tiên, Saigon, 1969 


Hồ Dzếnh (1919 – August 13, 1991), real name Hà Triệu Anh or Ha Anh (in Cantonese dialect is Hồ Dzếnh), was born in Dong Bich village, Quang Xuong district, Thanh Hoa province, and died in Hanoi. His father was Ha Kien Huan, originally from Guangdong, and his mother Dang Thi Van was Vietnamese. He attended high school, taught privately, wrote poetry, and wrote for newspapers from 1931 in Hanoi. In 1953, he went to Saigon to work as a journalist, and in 1954, he returned to Hanoi to continue writing for newspapers and poetry. He was a member of the Vietnam Writers Association from its inception (1957).

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.

O So Precious is The Moon | Hàn Mặc Tử

SONY ILCE-7SM2 ƒ/321/15200 mmISO200 Photography by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

A poem in Vietnamese by Hàn Mặc Tử
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

Translator’s note: Gosh, I finally understand the poem after so many years of reading and hearing people quote Hàn Mặc Tử. All he ever wanted to say was: Fuck you, my integrity is not for sale! His way is a lot sweeter than mine.

Moon! O Moon! O the moon is just the moon!
I have for sale, what is actually for sale is the moon
No membership, no promises(of tomorrow)
Upon the order of the emperor come
Upon your scholarly literati mastership come home
And I will give you what is left of your payment in poetry.

No, No, No! The spirit of the Moon is not for sale.
I was joking, and you thought, well now
I was telling the truth, are you that stupid:
O So Precious is The Moon how could it ever be for sale!

Moon! O Moon! O the moon is just the moon!
The moonlight the moonlight is everywhere, it’s forever bright
And I’m at the moment praying for my moon
A set of Hail Mary on the rosary beads
A new Moon is a Moon of Bright Light
Moon! O Moon! O the moon is just the moon!

Trăng vàng trăng ngọc

Trăng! Trăng! Trăng! Là Trăng, Trăng Trăng!
Ai mua trăng tôi bán trăng cho
Không bán đoàn viên, ước hẹn hò…
Bao giờ đậu trạng vinh quy đã
Anh lại đây tôi thối chữ thơ.

Không, Không, Không! Tôi chẳng bán hồn Trăng.
Tôi giả đò chơi, anh tưởng rằng
Tôi nói thiệt, là anh dại quá:
Trăng Vàng Trăng Ngọc bán sao đang.

Trăng! Trăng! Trăng! Là Trăng, Trăng, Trăng!
Trăng sáng trăng sáng khắp mọi nơi
Tôi đang cầu nguyện cho trăng tôi
Tôi lần cho trăng một tràng chuỗi
Trăng mới là Trăng của Rạng Ngời
Trăng! Trăng! Trăng! Là Trăng, Trăng, Trăng!


Hàn Mặc Tử [1912 – 1940] real name Nguyễn Trọng Trí, Christian name is Peter Phanxico, also has pen names Le Thanh, Phong Tran, Minh Due Thi. He was born in Le My village, Dong Loc district, Dong Hoi province (now Quang Binh) in a poor Catholic family, his father died early. As a child, he lived and attended primary school in Quy Nhon, attended high school in Hue, then worked at the Land Survey Department, was fired due to illness. In 1934-1935, he followed Thuc Te to Saigon to work as a journalist (wrote for Cong Luan newspaper, was in charge of the Saigon newspaper’s literary page), then returned to Quy Nhon. In 1936, he contracted leprosy, had to go to Quy Nhon hospital and died there.

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.