Lê Vĩnh Tài | SAIGON IN LOCKDOWN (7/56)


By Lê Vĩnh Tài, translated by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm


your beauty resides in tears

across the floor of the battlefield unfurling

those who no longer has a choice

between life and death

the single injection


in every step

you’re further from their view

louder were the echoes

the cries for help

from within the cardboard boxes

you’ve come to terms with taking to the sky from a point of nothing

but instead of seeking harmony

they seek the enemy

at your side talking quietly


all they want is

flesh and blood

skin and bone

hair and more hair

in the reservation and exhibition of their mind

whether incredulously

or in zealot


they also carry this burden

in their enthusiastic melancholy

and the devastating emptiness

in the minds of those in servitude

when they agree everything must end

you can but wish them then

not peace

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