Phan Thanh gian

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Phan Thanh gian Poems

81. Exodus 12/18/2005
82. My Last Twenty 8/18/2006
83. Chameleon 4/14/2010
84. Je Veux Savourer La Lune 10/28/2009
85. Life Is A Beach... 9/9/2008
86. My Dearest Son, When You Grow Up... 1/10/2009
87. Vegetable Vendors 10/4/2005
88. Spring Of Autumn (In High Park) 4/20/2005
89. Courage My Friends, Courage... 5/1/2010
90. Et Si Je L'Embrasse... 8/8/2009
91. Man-Eaters 10/26/2005

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Let's talk about the cannibals:
Not the naked ones with colourful wigs,
Who eat and drink the human flesh and blood

Not the ones we learned in textbooks
Whose tales you heard from far away land
In the deepest of south-east-asian jungles

Such exotic, barbaric acts are so trivial
Benign and confined to a few old tribes
Wouldn't even measure up to more sordid types

I'm talking about the man-eaters living closeby,
Who reside in the grandest of mansions,
Nestled among the greatest of nations

They read the finest books,
Extol the most ...

Read the full of Man-Eaters

Vegetable Vendors

'Five for two dollars, two for one! '
Yelled the ones in straw hat
Men, women: aged, riped as the vegetables they sell
Wilted, weathered, leathery, tanned melon skin.
Twenty five below in February, well or sick,
Sunday, Easter, Christmas: everyday they toiled
By their stands at the street corner, they always stood.

'Lettuce, chilli pepper, spearmint! '

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