A while ago, I posted some translations of poems by Vu Thanh Son, a former Ha Noi police officer who’s abandoned the party and now lives in Brazil.
I continue to re-read him and keep coming back to the one opening line of one poem. My friend Wayne Karlin said, “Stop right there,” when I read him that first line. We were in a cafe, and the artist Bradford Edwards was there too. He too said, “Nothing else to say.”
Here’s the line: “This is not a place for agreements.”
The poem is called Paradise.
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