The Old Man’s Collection of Love Poems

you turned up with an entire springtime
squeezed yourself in the middle of a chilly winter
the fear hid inside a verse
complete sadness dropped from a startled poet’s hand

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Mùa đông. nốt chữ nhọc, thơ gầy
tôi.tôi. tôi. hát như rung chuông
răng. hàm, nhịp đánh tuồng. ọ cạp
phiên khúc phía bên kia thiên đường

Winter. the struggling letters, the sparse poetry
me . me. me. singing like a bell, shivering
teeth. jaw, the dramatic beat. snapping
at a verse on the other side of paradise