A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh Tài Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Photography: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

.
when facing the barrel of a gun at sea
The Nation shall call upon the poets
as fishermen call upon The Nation
.
beyond the call of The Nation
the fishermen shall bite their tongue and listen
the poems
as they lay iced in the hold ready for shore
.
they shall ask the poets:
– Now gentlemen
why won’t you bite your tongue
swallow a gulp of seawater
so the words may understand the saltiness
of salt
.
yet needed is blood, needed more here is salt
so your throat
can feel
the burning pain
of a wound
the chirpy tweets of birds
which keeps peeling but would never scar
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