NOCTURNAL POIGNANCY
Awaken at night, I am suddenly sad
Brooding with tears on my solitary couch,
Through the slats on the window, the moon shines on the lone pillow,
I am by myself all through the night!
The unconsumed moments of intimacy are gone
I remain here, but where are you, my love?
Striving to live until the moon recedes,
I am in deep empathy for the aster's despair.
*thơ MD Đoạn Trường Dạ Khúc
Translated by BN
01/14/03
