LIKE A MOUNTAIN, HE SITS

(to the poet Lo Cao Nhum)

I.

He sits –

like a mountain

The sun

rolls

over

the stream,

rolls

over

the sorrow

the happiness.

The waves sound splashing.

II.

He sits –

like a mountain

His wife and his children

whisper

to his ears

the brandy of the mountain has the soul

the floor of the moon has the eyes

and the spirit is hiding shakingly in the wine's yeast

III.

He sits –

like a mountain

puffing deeply at

rustic tobacco

the white clouds are floating.

IV.

He sits –

like a mountain

saves up the lights

saves up the pens

saves up the sentences.


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