Treasure Island

Ho Xuan Huong

(1772 - 1822 / Nghệ An Province)

The Jackfruit


I am like a jackfruit on the tree.
To taste you must plug me quick, while fresh:
the skin rough, the pulp thick, yes,
but oh, I warn you against touching --
the rich juice will gush and stain your hands


Translated by Nguyen Ngoc Bich


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Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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