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Ho Xuan Huong

(1772 - 1822 / Nghệ An Province)

Ho Xuan Huong
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Hồ Xuân Hương was a Vietnamese poet born at the end of the Lê Dynasty who grew up in an era of political and social turmoil: the time of the Tây Sơn rebellion and the reactionary rule of Nguyễn Ánh. She wrote poetry using the Chữ nôm script. She is considered one of Vietnam's greatest poets, such that she is dubbed "the Queen of Nôm poetry" by Xuân Diệu, a prominent, modern Vietnamese poet.

The facts of her life are difficult to verify but this much is well established. She was born in Nghệ An province near the end of the rule of the Trịnh Lords, and she moved to Hanoi while still a child. The best guess is that she was the youngest daughter of Ho Phi Dien.

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  • Tony Nyen (11/25/2009 5:05:00 PM)

    On Sharing a Husband

    Screw the fate that makes you share a man.
    One cuddles under cotton blankets; the other's cold.
    Every now and then, well, maybe or maybe not,
    once or twice a month, oh, it's like nothing.
    You try to stick to it like a fly on rice
    but the rice is rotten. You slave like the maid,
    but without pay. If I had known how it would go
    I think I would have lived alone

  • Tony Nyen (11/25/2009 5:05:00 PM)

    On Sharing a Husband

    Screw the fate that makes you share a man.
    One cuddles under cotton blankets; the other's cold.
    Every now and then, well, maybe or maybe not,
    once or twice a month, oh, it's like nothing.
    You try to stick to it like a fly on rice
    but the rice is rotten. You slave like the maid,
    but without pay. If I had known how it would go
    I think I would have lived alone

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