Tôi nhặt những hạt lúa thơm
Trải dài trên bãi nắng
Cho những đôi cánh hạnh phúc miệt mài bữa sớm

Một bồ câu trống, còn ngơ ngác nhìn quanh
Ngóng trông, quên bữa lành
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Nghèo
Tôi bắt bướm
Cưỡi dập dìu trên những cánh hoa
Nắng ấm

Nghèo
Tôi tìm những lưỡi câu
Lưỡi câu vàng trong hoa me
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Nhớ những mùa lá bay, khi hồn trôi về mênh mông gió biển
Nhớ những cơn gió, rong ruổi mênh mông nhớ
Nhớ đám mây đen lững lờ, lấp tràn trời ký ức

Những sợi lá mỏng mảnh rơi trong cơn mưa sớm đầu hè, vương lại trong ký ức tuổi thơ tôi
Chúng xoay tròn nhảy múa, như mong đất nhiều đến thế
Sà vào vong tay của đất mềm, thêm men say của những hạt nước trong trẻo
Chúng hy vọng, nảy lên mầm mới

Ngỡ ngàng tôi
cất tiếng: chò ơi, mi nhớ ta chẳng?

(Một ngày mưa đầu mùa. 2010)

STARS IN HER EYES

She’s beautiful
Stars falling into her eyes
He said
They don’t
Anyway, she became his wife
SAD TEMPLES

10 years has gone by
Changes have swept our land
Chances have passed by
By our complains
20 and 30 years we moan but act
Yet
Temples have been standing
Watching the children of our brave ancestors
1000 years
Oh dearest sacred temples
Won’t you be
1000 times sadder?

GOLD
A thousand years
Or even more
Buried in the sand
We dug and dug
Saying it is our gold
50 years
Of the dearest
Buried in our hearts
Who could dig it up
Would you?

Don’t know how to call them. I just wrote them, in few hours. Yet there won’t be anything I would change about them. I wrote since she said: “Jaka, I want to read your poems.” I had to write some. And when she read it, she just laughed, her mother too, still they enjoyed different parts.

LIES AND TRUTH
Love my mother tongue I said
Would do something about it I said
Would learn everyday, a new word or two
Would write diary in those beautiful shapes I said
In a year you would see me different I said
Two or three years I will master the language
Speaking like the elders, smooth and so true I said
They said… Yes they said

I lied I said
They laughed
They also lied they said

Three years later
They said the same thing they did
They love the mother tongue, who would not they said
I also said
Difference is, they still lie
My lies are truth now
They stop laughing

Love their beautiful costume they say
I also say

MEDITATION
So he meditates
He must not think
Leaving the world all far behind
Be one with himself
He must not think about work or the noise around or that cold or the pain on the feet or the music starting to change or he yet sits straight or how long he has sit or he is a little thirsty and hungry or that he needs a sweet cup of chai
He does well, 17 minutes and some seconds without worrying of anything

His friend says
You have moved your body sometimes
You must sit straight, quiet mind and body

Another person also meditates
I have nothing to say about him

HOLY MAN
There’s an true holy man
He is truly a man
Having many holes to be fixed