Hush! Listen! I am totally lost in a dreamlike vision. The sorrow tears cigarettes apart. Fingers, hair, eyes, bottom of the cup, clock’s hands, night, sea-storms, pirates, a beauty mark. Who was singing in the other world? A male? Or a female? The city hung upside down. Black, ice, black, ice, black, ice... Set free? Drowned?
-- Thế Hùng dịch
-- photo by Dominic Blewett