Quote of the Day
As soon as man
does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something
unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.
- Albert Schweitzer.
Poem of the Day
To^i Muo^'n So^'ng Vo+'i...
To^i muo^'n so^'ng vo+'i Vo~ To`ng dda? ho^?
Vo+'i Quan Va^n Tru+o+`ng ma(.t ddo? ra^u dden
Va`o li'nh ngu+. la^m cu`ng Athos la`m quen
Ba.n vo+'i D'Artagnan, Porthos va` Aramis!
To^i muo^'n to+'i Palestine, mo^` Jesus Christ
Cu`ng Ai-Van-Ho^ la`m cuo^.c Tha^.p Tu+. Chinh
So^'ng mo^.t nga`n mo^.t dde^m le? trong dinh
Du+.ng le^n bo+?i Tha^`n dde`n giu'p
A-la-DDanh cu+o+'i vo+.
Sang Cha^u My~ dda^'t ta^n ky` man ro+.
Cu`ng Jack London ddi xe cho' ti`m va`ng
To^i muo^'n sang Nga ye^'n tie^.c vo+'i Nga Hoa`ng
Tie^'p chuye^.n Andre' mo^.t chie^`u tre^n be^'n nu+o+'c
Cu`ng Petchorine giu+~a Caucase da.o bu+o+'c
DDa^'u su'ng, dda^'u gu+o+m, khie^u vu~ chan ho`a
Ga(.p Dostoi trong dde^m tra('ng pha tra`
Ma(.c tuye^'t ro+i, ngo^`i be^n a^'m Samovar
An u?i cha`ng sinh vie^n gie^'t ngu+o+`i Raskolnikov
Khuye^n Philippovna la^'y cha`ng ngo^'c hie^`n ho`a
Tie^'p tu.c ha`nh tri`nh to^i to+'i Ta^y Ban Nha
Theo Don Quichotte ddi pho` nguy cu+'u kho^?
So^'ng tho?a thue^ to^i tro+? ve^` dda^'t to^?
Va`o Lam So+n ti`m ga(.p vua Le^
Ngo^`i ca^u thuye^`n be^nNguye^~n
Khuye^'n o+? tho^n que^
Tho+ ru+o+.u vo+'i Tu' Xu+o+ng tre^n bo+` so^ng Vi.
Ba`n vo+'i Nguye^~n Du ve^` me^.nh ta`i ddo^' ky.
Vo+'i ddo+`i Kie^`u oan kho^? ddau thu+o+ng
To+'i phu+o+`ng Kha'n Xua^n cu+o+`i vo+'i chi.
Xua^n Hu+o+ng
To+'i qua^.n Nam Xu+o+ng vie^'ng vo+. cha`ng
Tru+o+ng chung thu?y
Nghe anh cha`ng Tru+o+ng Chi nghe^. si~
Ca lo+`i ca ddau kho^? mo^.ng mo+
Theo Ba('c Bi`nh Vu+o+ng gio'ng tro^'ng mo+? co+`
Tie^'n dda'nh Tha(ng Long nu'i Nu`ng so^ng Nhi.
To^i muo^'n so^'ng tha^.t nhie^`u va` ti? mi?
Ngu+o+.c tho+`i gian li.ch su+? bao ddo+`i
Cho tho?a lo`ng ham so^'ng, anh o+i,
Bi. cha` xe'o trong co~i ddo+`i hie^.n ta.i
Co~i ddo+`i the`m ca? sa('n va` khoai!
Nguye^~n Chi' Thie^.n
The Seed of Life
He sleeps, he dreams.
"One day, I will break through this realm--
Of darkness, of gloom.
I will flourish, I will bloom!"
"I shall not be buried forever,
You can't keep me down here!"
He cries in pain at the ropes that cut,
The ground is red with his blood.
The agony of the long, dark hours,
Waiting. Wondering--
When will the next meal come,
When he will be safe from all harm.
"Tortures of pain can't stop me,
Thirst for water can't kill me.
I am strong, I will survive!
Someday, somehow, I will be revived--
Into this world of LIFE!"
Gin Chee Tong
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