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Why does it take me so long to stumble over websites like U B U W E B? In the ethnopoetics section lives some translations of Vietnamese folk poems, including this one:
Leaving the Village
Even when cross planks are nailed down,
bamboo bridges are shaky, unsound. Hard going.
Hard going, so push on home to tidal flats to catch crab,
to the river for fish, to our sandy patch for melons.
