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THE WRITERS POST (ISSN: 1527-5467) VOLUME 5 NUMBER 1 JAN 2003
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HOANG LOC ___________________________ To
Mississippi
(translated by Thanh Thanh) You have flowed down
here from the north; Like you, I have
drifted over here from the east We'we been similar in
our leeway thenceforth; My life is melancholy,
is yours too, at least? Do you grieve? Why are
you still runing fast? The farther you reach
the wider/deeper you grow. I am so sad, dizzy
lookoing at you rushing past; Missing my far native
land I bow my head low. Along your path
everywhere alluvium giving, Away from source a river
knows to nourish Man, While my blind alley is
in search of a living, Wanting to feed myself
with joy hardly I can. Back home, I have the
modest Thu Stream Which also knows to
nurse people and self-love. All my life to be like
that dear river I dream To flow among Love,
round and round to rove. Nevertheless, adieu to
my country! So fervid Up to this place, my
return seems a blindfold. The farther from its
prigin it gets more turbid: Distraught with
disgrace – Oh! pure flow of old! You and me, we are both
away from source: We should have
exchanged feelings all night. Without worry, you
continue your swift course, Leaving me all solitary
in exile in this plight!.... Translated
by THANH THANH · THE WRITERS POST (ISSN: 1527-5467), Volume 5- Issue 1-
January 2003
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