The Conversations in La Bella Ferrara
La Bella Ferrara
The café we often visited
You’d have your Cappuccino
And I, my latte
There, we’d talk for hours
About your home city and its famed history
I did not know much about Hanoi
Except through the timeless songs and poetry
I fell in love with it
Then I’d tell you about mine
The city of a thousand species of flowers
Of majestic mountains and wondrous lakes
Where inspire scores of artists make
Their masterpieces
Where inspiration seemingly un-ceases
We’d argue about the world
The physics of how it turns
About humanity
And how all of us came about to be
We’d talk about Vietnam
And its long history
We’d tell the national legendary stories
And promise back one day we’d be
I was back at La Bella Ferrara one day
And you were no longer there
Yet the old conversations again started
Within me
06.05.2016
