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Poem Written by the Sea
by Hu'u Thinh

When you're far away
The moon too is alone,
The sun alone,
The sea, proud of its vastness,
Is quick to be lonely
                          when briefly without sails.

The wind is not a whip, but still erodes the mountainsides.
You are not an evening, but dye me violet.

A wave goes nowhere
                            if it isn't bringing you back.

Even so,
It staggers me
Because of you.


Translation from Vietnamese by George Evans and Nguyen Qui Duc