Nang Poems - Poems about Nang

Ho Xuan Huong (1772-1882) was a risqué Vietnamese poetess. She has been called "the candid voice of a liberal female in a male-dominated society." The Unfortunate Plight of Women by Ho Xuan Huong translation by Michael R. Burch Hey sisters, do you know? The baby bawls at your breast While your husband slides onto your stomach. Both demanding your attention, Both endlessly...

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Ho Xuan Huong (1772-1882) was a risqué Vietnamese poetess. She has been called the BEST Vietnamese poet, a proto-feminist, and "the candid voice of a liberal female in a male-dominated society." ?c Nh?i ("The Snail") by Ho Xuan Huong translation by Michael R. Burch My parents produced a snail, Night and day it slithers through slimy grass. If you...

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Last night I watched the movie “Nang Nak”; the hero returns home after a war, lives with the ghosts of his wife and child, unaware they had perished while he was afar. And then, when I turned around, I saw only ghosts abound, non-real beings, planets, stars, all that my universe bore, and, at last, my body and thoughts, dancing apparitions in swirls, frenzied dervishes...

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There once was a woman named Hang. She frankly could not have given a dang. She fought and she bit. She slapped, and she hit. This angry old woman named Hang. There once was a gentleman named Nang. His bark was much worse than his stang. He punched and he slapped. He pinched and he napped. This angry old man name of Nang. There once...

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DA NANG, 1968: THE DANCE OF DEATH That night I watched the muted flashes Reflected off low somber clouds And heard the muted rumble Of distant artillery As if a storm were approaching. And I knew that somewhere In the jungled hills out there Uniformed figures flailed the air In grotesque dances of death Engulfed by flames Shredded by shrapnel. While I, weary beyond...

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