Xin Hãy Cú'...
Sóng Viê.t-Ðàm Giang

Translated and Introduced by Thomas D. Le

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We all have lived through moments when ideas, thoughts, and feelings seem to rush forth from deep within us under mostly unforeseen circumstances, and sometimes in unexpected places. During those fleeting instants of inspiration we experience unique feelings of "high," that unless captured promptly will never come back, or at best, may resurface in a different guise, and not with the same freshness and power. They are fragile and perishable. It would be an irreparable loss if we failed to fix them permanently on paper (or in our word processor), for our short-term memory is unable to store them for long periods.

Song Viet-Dam Giang knows that in the short of span of our life, there are concerns that claim our attention to the exclusion of others, so that a great deal of our potential lies dormant and unproductive. What if we gave a little more attention to these other activities of our heart and mind that have little to do with the run-of-the-mill things we do routinely to survive, yet have just as a salutary effect on our overall quality of life? What if we attached a bit more importance to these other activities that are removed from materialistic pursuits, and cherished them as part of the fabric of everyday living, and not as an idle luxury that we cannot afford? What if we decided that those thoughts and feelings are an expression of our deep inner self (which they are), and deserve a place in our existence as much as food and shelter do?

Then we will come to appreciate Song Viet-Dam Giang's exhortation for it is her experience that life can be enriched and made quite rewarding when we let our inner thoughts and feelings claim a voice in our behavior. So many of these get repressed and forgotten as they are never pressing enough, or demanding enough to be externalized. Song Viet-Dam Giang believes we need a conscious and overt effort to bring these thoughts and emotions to life.

Some of us think of repressing certain thoughts out of a sense of prudishness or morality because they may be inappropriate, or too racy, too rank, or too risqué. There are sensitivities to soothe, objections to mitigate, and expectations to meet, and by the time these concerns are addressed, creativity withers, inspiration expires, and a void fills the creative mind. Our poet says, write those thoughts down before they vanish. Worry nothing about extraneous issues, let the pen do its job freely while your mind and heart are excited and filled with the fever of creation.




Xin Hãy Cú'...

Trong cuô.c ðòi phù du
Mô.t tram nam ngán ngu?i
Sinh tu? nhu' con gió
Trong vu~ tru. mênh mông

Có ai không tu'. ho?i
Khi nhìn lên tròi xanh
Chúng ta tù' ðâu ðê'n
Trong thê' gió'i ky` bí
Hàng ty? nam hu'~ng hò' ?

Kìa trang sao huy hoàng
Kìa ma.t trò'i lô.ng lâ~y
Kìa cây co? xanh tu'o'i
Kìa muôn sinh nhô.n nhi.p...

Chút hoài ca?m cho'.t dâng
Hãy ðê? hô`n láng di.u
Hãy nghi~ ðê'n chính ta
Hãy bo? dam ba phút
Ðê? viê't lên ca?m nghi~
Chân thâ.t cu?a lo`ng mình
Trong giây phút bâ't cho'.t
Vù'a thoáng hiê.n trong tâm
Ðù'ng ðê? nó biê'n mâ't
Vì thò`i gian vâ~n trôi

Xin hãy cú' làm tho'
Xin hãy cú' viê't van...

26 April 2003

Allez-y

La vie est éphémère,
Cent années sont trop courtes.
Vie et mort comme une brise
Dans l'univers immense.

Qui de nous ne se demande
En regardant l'azur,
D'où est-ce que nous venions
Dans ce monde de mystère
Qui a des milliards d'ans?

Là les étoiles brillantes,
Le soleil glorieux,
Les plantes verdoyantes,
Le monde plein de vie.

Quand vous êtes en émoi
Apaisez votre âme
Pensez à vous-mêmes
Prenez un peu de temps
Pour écrire vos idées
Fidèles de votre coeur
Qui d'un instant soudain
Viennent de l'intérieur.
Donc ne les lâchez pas
Puisque le temps s'en va.

Faites de la poésie
Et faites de la prose.

10 Mai 2003

Keep Going

In this ephemeral life on earth
A hundred years is really brief,
And life and death come as a whiff
In our immense great universe.

Who among us would not ask
When looking at the vast blue sky,
Where did we humans all come from?
This universe of mystery
For billions of years will last.

The moon and stars shine glorious,
The sun sends forth its radiant light,
The trees and plants so green and lush,
And our world too is full of life.

So when your soul is so inspired
Give it some respite and some rest,
And give yourself some serious thought.
Sit down and take a few moments
To write those thoughts and feelings down
That are so true to your dear heart,
And in unexpected instants
Have come from deep within yourself.
Don't ever let them fly away
'Cause time will never come again.

And so, go on and write poems,
Go on and write your prose as well.

25 May 2003


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