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Nguyễn Tiên Hoàng
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Pure intention, like a hawkHolds itself – winds sharpen the tip of its beak – does the perfect circles
Awry axioms, against the abstracts – body in rags
End of the procession, shocked by the first hit, then still.
© 2011, Nguyễn Tiên Hoàng (Thường Quán)
Publisher: First published on PIW,
Publisher: First published on PIW,
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Pure intention, like a hawkHolds itself – winds sharpen the tip of its beak – does the perfect circles
Awry axioms, against the abstracts – body in rags
End of the procession, shocked by the first hit, then still.
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