The poem 'Field' is a journey to find beauty in the soul's thoughts, awakened from the calling desires right on the muddy fields of the homeland.
FIELD
Chrysanthemums just picked from the vast spring fields
Shine on the dark ceramic vase
Touch me an old leaf, a tiny flower bud, a trembling breath, a damp mist
Touching you is a clear, crisp sound, a deep, rumbling sound, a gloomy sob, a radiant silence…
I run back to the vast spring fields
Feet submerged in soft, loose soil
I call the names of the flowers that have not yet bloomed
I call the names of the fruits that have not yet been born
The fruits are sleeping in the newly cracked seed
Sleeping in a flower hidden under the plowed ground
Under the plowed soil there are ceramic pots.
Not yet formed waiting for flowers.
SILVER FLOWER
The poem "The Field" is part of a collection of poems by poetess Ngan Hoa that won the B prize (no A prize) in the poetry contest in the weekly Van Nghe newspaper in 1995. The poem was later printed in a collection of the same name, published in 1996. Through a flow of vivid and sharp emotions and thoughts in the form of free verse with varied rhythms and new poetic images, poet Ngan Hoa has brought readers an image of a life of growth, development and the endless beauty of reincarnation from the image of the field.
The opening stanza introduces the beauty of nature and the feelings of enjoyment of the lyrical character. Nature appears through the chrysanthemums picked from the vast spring fields. The fields, a symbol of growth and development, hide there the endless dreams of man.
The image of the dark ceramic vase is also a symbol of the eternal land, where the potter entrusts his love for beauty with his care and attention. The beautiful chrysanthemums placed in the ceramic vase add to the brilliance, radiating a poetic, warm beauty like a gift from nature to humans after months of careful work so that beauty can sublimate and communicate with humans.
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From the image of chrysanthemums shining on a dark ceramic vase, the lyrical character who calls himself “em” has listened to countless overwhelming emotions that are born and spread from beauty. Both visible and invisible, life keeps pouring in, immense, passionate, innocent, and also filled with sadness and sorrow.
Both admiring and being grateful for the beauty of nature and life, the lyrical character opened all his senses to enjoy and contemplate. The verses are free in rhythm, spread out in the number of syllables in free verse form, deeply expressing the thoughts the author wants to convey. The words describing the feelings are so delicately listed by the poet, deeply expressing the implied meaning:gioh babyshivering, wet, coldclear, resonant voicedeep, sobbingu, lyesr soundbrightIt seems that all the emotional nuances are received by poetess Ngan Hoa to sympathize in her mind with love and cherish the beauty coming from the fields:
Cha vi ma lold mana flower budbabyhe, a trembling breath, a lfoghumid
Cha vi ma fieldclear, ma deep rumble, a sobdark, msilentr soundoh my gosh…
From the life and beauty on the shining ceramic vase, a humane action has urged and urged the lyrical character himself. The verbs “run” and “call” evoke the haste, urgency, and urgency to express with boundless love and happiness before life and beauty. Life and beauty do not only exist today but are also beginning in the future ahead.
The chrysanthemums on the beautiful, radiant ceramic vase will continue to exist and reincarnate in the future if we know how to cherish and care for them from the vast fields. The fields become a symbol of the gentle mother nature, the place where life begins and continues, the place of endless reincarnation of beauty. The passionate tone combined with the structural repetition “I call your name…” emphasizes a strong belief in endless life, in eternal beauty:
I chcome back to clightbig mspring
feetfall into soft, loose soil
I gheyyesworryflower yetgrow
I gheyyestrlove tree not yetwas born
Nhtrlove treeincubate in newly cracked seeds
Currentlyincubate inflower nundergroundHey
The poem ends with a thoughtful yet poetic beauty. The unformed ceramic vase is like the flowers hidden under the plowed soil, representing the beauty of life in the future journey ahead. Finding beauty in the soul's thoughts, knowing how to awaken from the calling desires right on the muddy fields of the homeland is the new, modern feature of the poem "Field".
LE THANH VAN