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THE WRITERS POST (ISSN: 1527-5467) VOLUME 7 NUMBER 2 JUL 2005
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DUC
PHO __________________________________ ACT … Translated by DO VINH I
have seen the sunken jugs rolling
on the streets of Sai gon, the sunken jugs rolling with
the dream motorcycles from
japan china and korea and
the cyclo pedicabs and motorized... some by themselves... The
sunken jugs rolling with the
dust and trash and the trickery and
the thievery and the humanity and
the friendship and the happiness and
the sadness and the satisfaction of
shedding one’s skin after
a long day of mental labor and physical
labor and after a day of
baloney and peace without incident and without work... It’s
like every sunken jug carries
with him a story sometimes
alike and sometimes
unlike each other with happy
stories and sad stories and
stories both happy and
sad all rolled into one some
stories neither happy nor sad...
so that each sunken jug rolls
along their own way sometimes
alike and sometimes
unlike each other rolling
this way and that zigzagging
slowly like a turtle cow
or rolling feverishly with not
a care in life broken arms or legs without
a care for life theirs or
anyone else’s... what does it matter
such small things just drink a few more sips and then
roll on... TRANSLATED BY
DO VINH The Writers Post &
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1999, based in the US. Editorial
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Pho 2005.
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