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* H\u1ed3nguy\u1ec5n M\u1ed9t ng\u00e0n n\u0103m trong b\u00f3ng t\u1ed1i N\u0103m n\u00e0o ng\u01b0\u1eddi m\u1eb7t tr\u1eafng, m\u1eaft xanh M\u1eb7t tr\u1eddi cung \u0111\u00e3 t\u00e1ch r\u1eddi Th\u00e1i-d\u01b0\u01a1ng-h\u1ec7 S\u00f4ng L\u00f4 v\u1eabn l\u1ea1nh l\u00f9ng tr\u00f4i B\u00f3ng d\u00e1ng n\u00e0o r\u1ee7-r\u00ea t\u00f4i \u00d4i! B\u00f3ng d\u00e1ng n\u00e0o, Xin h\u00e3y ng\u01b0\u1edbc m\u1eaft nh\u00ecn v\u1ec1 Israel Saigon, M\u00f9a Thu 1970<\/em><\/p>\n (Tr\u00edch trong t\u1eadp th\u01a1: Cho Qu\u00ea H\u01b0\u01a1ng \u2013 T\u00f4i \u2013 V\u00e0 T\u00ecnh Y\u00eau <\/em><\/p>\n <\/br><\/p>\n Blood History<\/strong><\/p>\n English translation by Vuong Thanh<\/strong> A thousand years in darkness, Many years ago, the fair-skinned, blue-eyed people The solar system has separated from the Sun. The Lo River still quietly flows Which shadow tempts me Oh! Which shadow, No, it’s over, it’s all in the past. Please raise your eyes and look toward Israel. Please let Leon come back to walk ahead, holding the flag. May the homeland, Vietnam, soon be at peace M\u1ed9t ng\u00e0n n\u0103m trong b\u00f3ng t\u1ed1i \/ \u0110\u01b0\u1ee3c \u0111em ch\u01b0ng b\u00e0y n\u01a1i T\u00e0ng-c\u1ed5-vi\u1ec7n \/ \u0110\u1ec3 r\u1ed3i m\u1ed9t ng\u00e0n m\u1ed9t tr\u0103m n\u0103m sau \/ \u0110\u00eam \u0111\u00eam ng\u1ed3i nghe M\u1eb9 k\u1ec3 chuy\u1ec7n li\u00eau trai<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,1,17],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1895"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1895"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1895\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15784,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1895\/revisions\/15784"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1895"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1895"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1895"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n(K\u1ef7 ni\u1ec7m thu\u1edf ban \u0111\u1ea7u)<\/em><\/p>\n
\n\u0110\u01b0\u1ee3c \u0111em ch\u01b0ng b\u00e0y n\u01a1i T\u00e0ng-c\u1ed5-vi\u1ec7n
\n\u0110\u1ec3 r\u1ed3i m\u1ed9t ng\u00e0n m\u1ed9t tr\u0103m n\u0103m sau
\n\u0110\u00eam \u0111\u00eam ng\u1ed3i nghe M\u1eb9 k\u1ec3 chuy\u1ec7n li\u00eau trai
\n‘nh\u1eefng con ch\u1ed3n tinh s\u1ed1ng l\u00e2u tr\u0103m tu\u1ed5i
\nHi\u1ec7n h\u00ecnh ng\u01b0\u1eddi giao hoan c\u00f9ng ch\u00e0ng th\u01b0 sinh kh\u1edd d\u1ea1i’<\/p>\n
\nTay c\u1ea7m Th\u00e1nh-kinh, tay \u00f4m s\u00fang ti\u1ebfn v\u00e0o \u0110\u00e0 N\u1eb5ng
\nL\u00e0m sao qu\u00ean \u0111\u01b0\u1ee3c s\u00f4ng L\u00f4
\nV\u1edbi h\u01a1n hai ng\u00e0n x\u00e1c qu\u00e2n th\u00f9
\nB\u1ebfn \u0110oan-h\u00f9ng b\u1ec1nh b\u1ed3ng th\u00e2y gi\u1eb7c
\nR\u1ed3i n\u00fai r\u1eebng x\u00e0o x\u1ea1c \u00e2m ba
\nH\u00e0ng v\u1ea1n x\u00e1c ng\u01b0\u1eddi
\nK\u00e9o v\u1ec1 th\u00e0nh ph\u1ed1 m\u1eebng ho\u00e0 b\u00ecnh
\nN\u00f4n nao, h\u0103ng h\u00e1i nh\u01b0 ch\u00e0ng d\u0169ng s\u0129
\nkhi v\u00e1c gi\u00e1o x\u00f4ng v\u00e0o \u0111\u1ea5u tr\u01b0\u1eddng
\nV\u00e0 h\u00e0ng v\u1ea1n x\u00e1c ng\u01b0\u1eddi
\nBu\u1ed3n b\u00e3 \u0111\u01b0a nhau v\u1ec1 r\u1eebng n\u00fai
\nKhi th\u1eddi B\u1ea3o-ho\u00e0ng s\u1ee5p \u0111\u1ed5<\/p>\n
\nN\u00ean h\u01a1n hai m\u01b0\u01a1i l\u0103m n\u0103m
\nCh\u01b0a l\u00f3 m\u1ed9t tia n\u1eafng v\u00e0ng r\u1ecdi xu\u1ed1ng
\n\u0110\u00eam \u0111en.
\nChung quanh ch\u1ec9 b\u00f3ng t\u1ed1i v\u00e0 \u0111\u1ea7y r\u1eaby danh t\u1eeb
\n\u00d4i! \u01af\u1edbc m\u01a1 treo cao t\u1eeb \u0111\u1ec9nh n\u00fai
\nTu\u1ed5i tr\u1ebb l\u1edbn l\u00ean quen d\u1ea7n v\u1edbi n\u1ed7i c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n, t\u1ee7i nh\u1ee5c
\nN\u00ean t\u00e2m h\u1ed3n \u0111\u00f3ng b\u0103ng
\nTh\u01b0\u01a1ng \u0111au c\u0169ng tr\u1edf th\u00e0nh quen thu\u1ed9c
\nQuen thu\u1ed9c nh\u01b0 c\u00e2u c\u00e1ch ng\u00f4n \u1edf nh\u00e0 tr\u01b0\u1eddng
\nH\u1ed3i c\u00f2n ti\u1ec3u h\u1ecdc<\/p>\n
\nmang theo c\u00f9ng t\u1ee7i bu\u1ed3n d\u00e2n t\u1ed9c
\nV\u1eabn l\u1ea1nh l\u00f9ng nh\u01b0 th\u01b0\u01a1ng \u0111au, \u0111\u1ed5 v\u1ee1 t\u1eebng ph\u00fat
\nNg\u1ef1 tr\u1ecb tr\u00ean m\u1ea3nh \u0111\u1ea5t v\u1ed1n \u0111\u00e3 ngh\u00e8o \u0111\u00f3i
\nBao n\u0103m qua con tr\u00e2u \u0111i tr\u01b0\u1edbc, ng\u01b0\u1eddi c\u00e0y theo sau<\/p>\n
\nTr\u1edf v\u1ec1 v\u1edbi qu\u00e1 kh\u1ee9 v\u00e0ng son
\nV\u1eeba \u0111\u1eafng cay, v\u1eeba h\u00e3nh di\u1ec7n
\nB\u00e0n tay n\u00e0o x\u00f4 \u0111\u1ea9y anh
\nPh\u1ea3i l\u00e0m nh\u1eefng g\u00ec l\u01b0\u01a1ng t\u00e2m anh ch\u1ed1i b\u1ecf
\nGi\u1ecdt n\u01b0\u1edbc m\u1eaft n\u00e0o ti\u1ec5n em v\u1ec1 v\u1edbi ngh\u0129a trang?<\/p>\n
\nB\u00e0n tay n\u00e0o,
\nGi\u1ecdt n\u01b0\u1edbc m\u1eaft n\u00e0o,
\nTu\u1ed5i tr\u1ebb s\u1ed1ng trong mi\u1ec1n b\u0103ng ho\u1ea1i c\u1ee7a linh th\u1ec3
\nT\u1ee9c t\u01b0\u1edfi, ngh\u1eb9n ng\u00e0o
\nH\u00e0ng ng\u00e0y b\u1ea1n b\u00e8, anh em …
\nCh\u1ea1y nh\u01b0 bay v\u00e0o h\u1ed1 th\u1eb3m.
\nS\u1ed1ng \u0111\u1ec3 ch\u1edd \u0111\u1ee3i, ph\u00f3 m\u1eb7c
\nHay s\u1ed1ng cho th\u1eddi th\u01a1 \u1ea5u v\u00e0ng son, hoa b\u01b0\u1edbm?
\nKh\u00f4ng, \u0111\u00e3 qua, \u0111\u00e3 qua r\u1ed3i
\nCh\u1ec9 c\u00f2n l\u1ea1i m\u01b0\u1eddi ba n\u0103m s\u00e1ch \u0111\u00e8n
\nT\u1ea1m \u0111\u1ee7 \u0111\u1ec3 hi\u1ec3u, \u0111\u1ec3 bi\u1ebft, \u0111\u1ec3 ti\u1ebfc r\u1ebb tu\u1ed5i th\u01a1
\nv\u00e0 th\u01b0\u01a1ng y\u00eau nh\u1eefng ng\u01b0\u1eddi c\u00f2n s\u1ed1ng
\nM\u01b0\u1eddi ba n\u0103m nh\u1eafc nh\u1edf \u0111\u1ebfn v\u1ecb Ti\u1ec1n-nh\u00e2n
\n\u0110\u00e3 khai sinh cu\u1ed9c C\u00e1ch-m\u1ea1ng v\u0103n h\u00f3a
\n\u0110\u00f4ng-kinh Ngh\u0129a-th\u1ee5c
\n\u0110\u1ec3 nghe khuy\u00ean nh\u0169 r\u1eb1ng:
\n“Qu\u00ea h\u01b0\u01a1ng, \u0111\u1ea5t n\u01b0\u1edbc ta kh\u00f4ng l\u00e0 th\u00e0nh Paris
\nCh\u00fang ta kh\u00f4ng l\u00e0 con ch\u00e1u
\nC\u1ee7a nh\u1eefng ng\u01b0\u1eddi m\u1eaft xanh, t\u00f3c v\u00e0ng”
\nQuanh \u0111\u00e2u \u0111\u00e2y
\nAnh ng\u1ed3i tr\u00f4ng b\u00e1nh t\u00e9t,
\nCh\u1ecb l\u1eb7ng y\u00ean quay t\u01a1
\nCh\u1edd xem con g\u00ec ra \u0111\u1eddi
\n\u0110\u1ee3i ch\u1edd v\u1edbi n\u1ed7i-ni\u1ec1m th\u1ea7m k\u00edn, x\u00f3t xa<\/p>\n
\nNh\u00ecn b\u00f3ng \u0111\u00eam r\u00f9ng m\u00ecnh r\u1ee7 nhau ch\u1ea1y tr\u1ed1n
\n\u00c1nh n\u1eafng h\u1ed3i sinh
\nD\u00e3y Tr\u01b0\u1eddng s\u01a1n m\u1ec9m c\u01b0\u1eddi, v\u01b0\u01a1n m\u00ecnh ra bi\u1ec3n
\nTh\u1eafp n\u00e9n h\u01b0\u01a1ng q\u00f9y b\u00ean m\u1ed9 Tolstoi
\nXin Leon s\u1ed1ng l\u1ea1i c\u1ea7m c\u1edd \u0111i tr\u01b0\u1edbc
\nMang c\u00f4 \u0111\u01a1n ra kh\u1ecfi t\u00e2m h\u1ed3n ng\u01b0\u1eddi \u0111\u00f4n h\u1eadu
\n\u0110em tin y\u00eau treo tr\u01b0\u1edbc c\u1eeda nh\u00e0
\nCh\u1eafp tay h\u01b0\u1edbng v\u1ec1
\nM\u1ed9t ng\u00e0n m\u1ed9t tr\u0103m n\u0103m trong T\u00e0ng-c\u1ed5-vi\u1ec7n
\nH\u1ed3n s\u00f4ng n\u00fai linh thi\u00eang
\nXin cho n\u0103m ch\u1ee5c tri\u1ec7u ng\u01b0\u1eddi b\u01b0\u1edbc ra kh\u1ecfi b\u00f3ng \u0111\u00eam
\nXin nh\u1eb7t nh\u1eefng m\u1ea3nh bom, v\u1ecf \u0111\u1ea1n
\ntr\u00ean \u0111\u1ed3ng l\u00faa, n\u01b0\u01a1ng khoai
\nv\u1ec1 l\u00e0m g\u1ea1ch x\u00e2y t\u01b0\u1eddng cho l\u1edbp h\u1ecdc
\nXin qu\u00ea h\u01b0\u01a1ng mi\u1ec1n Trung b\u1edbt \u0111\u00f3i ngh\u00e8o
\nS\u1eafn khoai c\u0169ng \u0111\u1ee7 \u1ea5m l\u00f2ng m\u1eb9 hi\u1ec1n
\nSu\u1ed1t \u0111\u1eddi t\u1ea7n t\u00e3o nu\u00f4i con
\nXin cho qu\u00ea h\u01b0\u01a1ng Vi\u1ec7t Nam s\u1edbm thanh b\u00ecnh
\n\u0110\u1ec3 B\u1eafc Nam chung v\u1ec1 m\u1ed9t m\u1ed1i
\nC\u00f9ng nhau qu\u1ef3 tr\u01b0\u1edbc b\u00e0n th\u1edd T\u1ed5 Ti\u00ean
\n\u0110\u1ec3 t\u01b0\u1edfng nh\u1edb, \u0111\u1ec3 ng\u1eadm ng\u00f9i
\n\u0110\u1ec3 kh\u00f4ng qu\u00ean gi\u1ed1ng ng\u01b0\u1eddi Ngo\u1ea1i lai
\nV\u1edbi \u0111\u1ea1i h\u1eadn m\u1ed9t-ng\u00e0n-m\u1ed9t-tr\u0103m-n\u0103m <\/p>\n
\nXu\u1ea5t b\u1ea3n 1998)<\/p>\n
\n<\/br><\/p>\n
\ndisplayed in the Ancient Archives.
\nThen a thousand and one hundred years afterward,
\nnight after night, sitting and listening to Mother telling fairy tales:
\n‘Fox spirits living for hundreds of years
\nTaking the form of humans to romance naive scholars’.<\/p>\n
\nwith the Bible in hand, guns on their shoulders, advanced into \u0110\u00e0 N\u1eb5ng.
\nHow can we forget the L\u00f4 River and the \u0110oan H\u00f9ng harbor
\nwith over two thousand enemy corpses.
\nThe mountains and forests echoed with explosions and war cries.
\nTens of thousands of gaunt people
\ncame back to the city to celebrate peace.
\nThey were restless and eager like valiant warriors
\nWielding spears in the fight-to-the-death arena.
\nTens of thousands of people
\nin grief went back back to the mountains
\nwhen the Nguyen Dynasty collapsed.<\/p>\n
\nThus, for over twenty-five years,
\nNot a ray of golden sunlight has shone down.
\nDark night.
\nSurrounded only by darkness and filled with empty words.
\nOh! The lofty dreams hanging from the mountain peak.
\nYouth grew accustomed to loneliness and shame.
\nThe heart turned indifferent, the soul closed.
\nPainful sorrows became familiar.
\nFamiliar like the proverbs taught in elementary school.<\/p>\n
\nCarrying the nation\u2019s shame and sorrow.
\nStill chilly as the pain, aching every minute
\nRuling over a land already so impoverished.
\nFor many years, with the buffalo ahead and farmer behind.<\/p>\n
\nto return to the golden past.
\nSo bitter yet proud.
\nWhich hand pushes one
\nto do things one\u2019s conscience rejects.
\nWhich drop of tear to see one\u2019s love off to the cemetery?<\/p>\n
\nWhich hand,
\nWhich teardrop,
\nYouth, living in the destructive realm of the spirit,
\nis bitter and choked up.
\nEveryday, seeing brothers and friends,
\nrunning into the abyss.
\nTo live in anticipation yet with resignation to Fate.
\nOr to live for a return to the golden childhood,
\nwith butterflies and flowers?<\/p>\n
\nOnly thirteen years of textbooks remain.
\nJust enough to understand, to know, to regret the lost childhood.
\nAnd to love the living.
\nThirteen years being reminded of the Ancestor
\nWho birthed the Cultural Revolution,
\n\u201cDong Kinh Nghia Thuc\u201d
\nto hear the advice:
\n“Our homeland, our country is not like Paris
\nWe are not the descendants
\nOf blue-eyed, blond-haired people.”
\nAround here,
\nyou sit watching the T\u00e9t cake,
\nshe quietly spins the yarn,
\nto wait and see what child is born.
\nWaiting with secret longing and heartache.<\/p>\n
\nWitness the shadows in the night fleeing in terror.
\nThe rebirth of sunlight
\nThe Truong Son Range smiles and reaches out to the sea.
\nLighting incense by Tolstoy’s grave.<\/p>\n
\nTo take loneliness out of the gentle soul.
\nTo hang the banner of trust and love in front of the house.
\nFolded hands facing
\na thousand and one hundred years in the Ancient Archives Museum.
\nO the sacred soul of rivers and mountains,
\nMay tens of millions step out of the darkness.
\nMay they take the bomb fragments, the bullet shells,
\noff the rice fields and potato farms,
\nto build bricks for the school walls.
\nMay the land of Central Vietnam have less hunger and poverty.
\nEven cassava and sweet potatoes are enough
\nto warm the heart of a loving mother,
\nwho, for a lifetime, tirelessly nurture her children.<\/p>\n
\nand the North and South united.
\nKneeling together before our ancestors\u2019 altar,
\nwe remember with sorrow,
\nto never forget the foreign invaders,
\nWith the bitter grievance of being invaded
\nfor a thousand and one hundred years.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"