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Poetry by Duong Ky Anh: Red shirt color

As if for thousands of years, coconut shells are drying in front of the door

The rain has just stopped, where do you wear a hat?

Red shirt, bright garden corner

He looked out, the leaves have changed color

The crock pot, the rain is full of sunshine

Glitter on the coconut trunks

There is a buggy that has just stopped in front of the alley

You have returned, the color of the red shirt has flown over

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Poet Duong Ky Anh

I sit and wait, a cup of cool, sweet coconut water

Coconut mother, where are you going?

The color of the shirt is red like the afternoon sun disappears

I’m afraid of the sunset, the leaves change color

Oh, I wish I could make a sudden rain

drenched in a passionate red shirt

Oh, I wish I could make the sun burn

The sun caresses on the lapel night and day

As if life couldn’t be otherwise

The familiar red shirt color, the strange red shirt color

As if all his life his soul yearned for

Coming to hidden, infinite love…

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