A piece of art, no ideology, no propaganda, just humanity and witness of history -- destroyed
Vietnam: North vs. South -- North claimed military victory in 1975, but where was heroism, and who really won the war?
Showing posts with label April 30. Show all posts
Showing posts with label April 30. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 2, 2023
post april 30: series #1 TUONG THUONG TIEC
Vietnam: North vs. South -- North claimed military victory in 1975, but where was heroism, and who really won the war?
Sunday, April 30, 2023
SPECIAL EDITION 4/30/1975 SERIES #2: TƯỞNG NIỆM THUYỀ̉N NHÂN VN: FROM VAN GOGH TO...JEAN PAUL SARTRE
- TỪ VAN GOGH ĐẾN...JEAN PAUL
SARTRE:
Nếu nghe giọng nói trong đầu
Là bạn không có thể nào vẽ tranh
Thì tay cầm cọ rất nhanh
Giọng nói kiềm chế sẽ đành phải im
…
Nếu nghe giọng nói trong đầu
Rằng ta không thể đổi sầu thành vui
Thì xin hãy tập mỉm cười,
Cuộc đời lá rụng hoa trôi sự thưở̀ng
Mai đây trong ánh tà dương,
Bắc Phong là gió, Nam Trường là...tôi.
DNN ©4/30/2023
Xin giới thiệu: Để
tưởng niệm Thuyền Nhân: Thơ Bắc
Phong, nhạc Lê Văn Hưng: trái tim tôi
là bến
Bai hat cua LVH tương tự tứ nhạc, điệu Valse, nhu
Carnival de Venice, nhung chang sao, vi trai tim cua BP
va LVH nam trong do, bien doi Carnival de
Venice thành thảm kich cua VN. Tham kich da lam thay doi...Jean Paul Sartre,
con người cuả No Exit, truoc khi ong
ta...exited!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGUtv6nyV9A&t=3s
Saturday, April 29, 2023
Special edition # 1 -- 4/30/1975 END OF SPRING => THE BEGINNING OF FALL
Fri, Apr 28 at 9:14 PM
For the first wave of Vietnamese refugees, after April 1975, the first sign of a normalized life was probably early fall of 1975, when losses settled in, and nostalgia kicked in. Homesickness began. Learned to love a new life, a different landscape.
The first version is the original poem; the second version contains some word changes suggested by my "partner-in-crime."
FIRST VERSION:
For the first wave of Vietnamese refugees, after April 1975, the first sign of a normalized life was probably early fall of 1975, when losses settled in, and nostalgia kicked in. Homesickness began. Learned to love a new life, a different landscape.
The first version is the original poem; the second version contains some word changes suggested by my "partner-in-crime."
FIRST VERSION:
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