find a sympathetic voice, a sincere sharing from the reader's mind. The female poet always refines to bring a new look to poetry. "The child I gave birth to/ Where is the soul, where is the spirit/ Appearance like flowing water/ Personality like wind and clouds/ I recognize you/ by the halo of sorrow/ One night with the world/ moving seasons/ falling stars/ falling moon" ( Poetry's Karma ).
Poetry came to her at the same time as the illness that was tormenting her mind and body. It was the days in the mental hospital that helped Du Thi Hoan have more mature thoughts, and at the same time, it also originated in the flow of the poet's consciousness. For Du Thi Hoan, when she was crazy, it was also the most clear-headed time because it was a journey to find her own self: "I will recover / Gently sing again next to the embroidery frame that day / No need for doctors / No need for expensive pills / Just a pair of trembling hands to bring / A wild flower" ( In the mental hospital ).
Each person has a different concept of poetry, depending on their thinking, perception and emotions. For Du Thi Hoan, poetry is also like a career: “Poetry came to me at the same time as new and profound hardships. It shook my life to the point of overload. If I can endure it, it means I still have the opportunity to learn about myself, how similar and different from a person? I want to encode those searches. In the end, the search leads me to consecutive surprises, not answers. When I find the answer, I will probably escape the karma of literature and poetry.” Therefore, Du Thi Doan's concept of poetry is also very independent and courageous. For her, poetry is a place to entrust the soul with the joys, sorrows, pains, and loves of a lonely self, as well as the contemplation and reflection on human affairs and the world. She writes with a heart full of sensitivity, worry, and a burning, stirring soul. Du Thi Hoan's poetry is a voice that resonates from the consciousness. The poet affirms his "ego" in poetry and his tiring search on the way to "poetic paradise".
Du Thi Hoan has breathed her soul into many of her poems. They are heavy with worries, anguish, and anxiety. Each poetic word resonates softly, vaguely like a sad poem in the night. Behind the wonderful beauty of the night-blooming cereus flower, the sensitive heart of
She suddenly felt pity for its short life. Only when she returned to herself did she feel how lonely it was: “Alas! You came too late, / Only the loneliness of the night remains…” (Crying for the Night-blooming Night- blooming Flower ).
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The poetess also devoted a very deep part of her soul to struggling with her fate, sharing and grieving the pain of lives that were not very peaceful: "I struggled exhaustedly under the feet of victory/ They kicked me from one side to the other to leave their name" ( Confessions of a Soccer Ball ).
Through time of contemplation and refinement, poems bearing “her own breath and flesh” ( Du Thi Hoan ) have emerged . Therefore, her poems are imbued with a lyrical, philosophical and contemplative ego. “If you were like me/ Demanding fulfillment from each other/ Then our meeting point/ Would be more miserable than two marbles” ( Perfection ). Only then did we realize that the path to poetry was truly difficult, not at all simple. She had to experience all the joys and sorrows, hardships of an unpeaceful life. “The road to the cemetery is full of bumpy words/ The silent hearse carrying desires/ Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate/ rolls laboriously…” ( Poet ).
To create and make a unique mark is not easy, Du Thi Hoan had to use a series of movements and senses in a subtle way to feel the flow of poetry "I hide / I listen / I hold my breath / Then everything in me breaks apart / The resonance is destroying / I encounter poetry" ( Written for an old poet ). And especially in poetry, the issue of emotion is a decisive factor in the soul of the poem, Du Thi Hoan pays special attention to this issue, if there is no intense, abundant and pure emotion, the poet cannot sublimate his art, and create beautiful images, good poems.
Du Thi Hoan's poetic conception has deep roots in a talent and aspiration to perfect poetry. It is illuminated from many angles and with different points of view. It is also the inheritance of the national poetic tradition, while at the same time exploring and innovating to create an independent position. Du Thi Hoan has both a subjective view and is distilled from objective reality. Therefore, the poet always proactively strives to become a solid fortress with constant learning in renewing her poetic style.
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1.2.2.3. Hoang Viet Hang - "sewing silence alone" and silently spreading
In the history of Vietnamese literature, there are not many women who pursue writing as a career.
but have complete happiness. It is hard for men to make a living by writing, but it is even harder for women to make a living by writing. And Hoang Viet Hang is a typical example of the difficult fate of women who have chosen to hold a pen to struggle with life.
Hoang Viet Hang's real name is Hoang Thi Hang, born on December 29, 1953 in Van Ho, Hanoi. Member of the Vietnam Writers' Association. Main works: Those silent marks (1990), I light the fire myself (1996), Echoing bell (2000), Sewing the silence alone (2005), Moon streak and the door (2008)... Hanoi Writers' Association Award in 2008 for the poetry collection Moon streak and the door, 5-year award of the Vietnam General Confederation of Labor (1990 - 1995) for the collection Those silent marks , award of the National Committee of the Vietnam Union of Literature and Arts Associations for the poetry collections: I sew the silence alone, I light the fire myself ...
Being a native of Hanoi, loving poetry, coming to poetry since the age of 17, Hoang Viet Hang graduated from Nguyen Du writing school, class 7. Unlike her friends, she is a person who has had a difficult career and fate. She met and fell in love with writer Trieu Bon when he was already famous for " Mam song " and short story collections, novels of a soldier who had experienced war bombs. The difficult love story of the young girl and the older writer went through many ups and downs, lasted for many years before they got married.
As a writer born and raised in Hanoi, Hoang Viet Hang often writes about the fates of small people who are disadvantaged in many ways in life. Reading her poems, I am haunted by the images of women selling vegetables, poor women "scattering corn and rice" on high mountains, a certain Thu farmer in the Northern Delta, who, if the poet did not stay in a 5-star hotel for one night, could have saved her a year of not having to go to the fields... Hoang Viet Hang always looks down on such somewhat dirty fates, which seem a bit "lunar" compared to the bustling and flashy life out there. She loves long trips, with her bag on
strong shoulders, a pen and a warm heart in her chest, to share and get close to the less fortunate people. To her, they are soul mates, the ones who lift her up after sadness, comfort her and become the reason for her to continue living.
Patient, sacrificing, always accepting all losses, always trying to make up for all shortcomings, but life still does not give her peace. True peace for Hoang Viet Hang is probably when she realizes that, as a woman, sometimes she has to learn to rely on herself, to be the master of her own life, like a tree standing in the middle of the sky and singing... Relying on herself, that thought is more or less tiring, more or less "desperate", but what can she do, when a woman has taken up writing, accepting the torment of words. Especially when that woman accepts to bind her fate to a husband, a soldier, a writer who is not only suffering the torment of words but also countless entanglements in her own life... In that fateful attachment, what else can a woman who loves her husband do but remain silent. Look at the silence containing her fate in Hoang Viet Hang's poetry:
"I sew white hair instead of words
Every time I bend down, the pain is so deep that my stepchild and ex-wife are in pain.
Marrying a husband takes away all the pain of the husband.
Writing about one's own life, truthfully and honestly with oneself, is not easy. She once confided: "When my husband was still alive, when he was drunk, he often told me, if only you weren't so honest, you wouldn't suffer, and I wouldn't hurt you. But I think, under the sunlight, everything needs to be transparent and we should be transparent. There are many people who like to put on lipstick, put on powder, and embellish their lives, but I don't. Whatever God gives, I accept it, I don't deny anything." Not denying anything, whether it is sweet or bitter, happy or painful, unhappy, that is an attitude of life that Hoang Viet Hang had to experience through many difficult stages of life. Therefore, her poetry is very simple and close, readers can see themselves in the fates, the small, hard-working lives to see that they need to live more worthily.
Left alone with her son, with memories that never cease to ache, Ms. Hoang Viet Hang plunged into the struggle to live, to diligently write. The lonely, arduous trips gave her joy and inspiration. A poet, a friend of hers, said that she was a woman who always had to travel through many streets and lands, her feet walking fast but her heart kept turning back, penetrating the sorrows of the world. And half of it was poetry. Half of that camel life was filled with immense sadness. She also realized that the life of writing, no matter how arduous and ungrateful, was:
Thank you for the poem Let me lean on you
Whenever I'm alone...I lean on you to breathe
To live
And to die….
CHAPTER 2: THE LYRICS EGO IN THE POETRY OF DU THI HOAN, DOAN THI LAM LUYEN, HOANG VIET HANG FROM THE CONTENT PERSPECTIVE.
With the desire to contribute good verses to life, the poet had to go all out of his ego to understand the ego of everyone. To do this, the poet's ego has split itself, transformed into many people to understand and express the nuances of emotions, joys, and sorrows of many fates. Each person present in the poem is a lyrical ego, a place for the poet to entrust a part of the appearance of his ego. Building in poetry a world of lyrical ego images that are quite diverse and have many different levels of emotions. Each poet has a creative personality with a distinct personal mark, creating richness and diversity in modern Vietnamese poetry.
2.1. The lyrical ego in Du Thi Hoan's poetry.
Poetry often talks about the ego of the creative subject. In other words, poetry is a means for the artist to convey his subjective thoughts and feelings towards the human world. Du Thi Hoan has built in poetry a world of lyrical ego images that are quite diverse, with an ego that is troubled by the reality of life, a lyrical ego that is philosophical and contemplative. Besides the image of artistic space and artistic time, Du Thi Hoan has found for herself verses that contain the depth of a very unique cultural sense in love and in life.
2.1.1. The lyrical ego is troubled by the reality of life.
Entering the poetry village with Small Path has made a strong impression on the contemporary poetry-loving public. The poem Small Path opens the collection of poems as a declaration of life, a poetic declaration that is not clear but extremely determined. That woman accepts all the "small paths", the rocky and bumpy paths, the emotional and stirring paths... with a strong belief: "This path brings me to you". "You" is the embodiment of the ideal of life, the artistic ideal that that woman pursues. A small poem reveals an attitude
living, an extremely sincere artistic attitude that is realized through the entire collection of poems. Du Thi Hoan quietly enters the "small path" of poetry: on that journey, she is skeptical, rejects, searches and questions herself. Her novelty is the spirit of skepticism (about history, past, present, nation, culture, poetry...), the strong need to affirm the identity of the self and personal beliefs.
Entering the world of Du Thi Hoan's poetry, one is surprised to see the appearance of a humble yet individual lyrical self: rejecting the crowd, the noise, the big talk, to speak her own voice. The world to her is so simple, it is the world of "you" - the lyrical self incarnated, and the "I" - the lyrical self revealed. Compared to New Poetry (1930 - 1945), this honest personal voice is nothing new. But compared to the silence of the individual in the heroic revolutionary poetry of 1945 - 1975, Du Thi Hoan's poetry has become the calls of the lost individual, the buried truth demanding to be revealed. Therefore, the lyrical self in her poetry is always troubled by the reality of life, she always questions herself, always seeks the truth, the nature of humanity, life, love...
Du Thi Hoan's ego is always troubled by the reality of life, and always thirsts for the truth of life, so there is always a tendency to dialogue. The poet asks the question: what is the truth in this life? She perceives problems from big to small, from common life to individual people. Her ego confronts the motherland to dialogue about its value:
I knelt before the two words nothingness Who are you?
Majestic on the throne of faith Is there ever a moment when one is afraid?
Land is framed for people, love is narrowed for people.
…
The outline of the person who twisted my heart
(Fatherland)
She re-examines the nation's history from the perspective of a person of Chinese blood but attached to the land of Vietnam:
This strip of land is shaking
Not only I have to work hard to keep the fire burning.
…
If the poem was written
From the language of a suffering people
( Chinese letter )
It is not easy for someone like her to live in a land that has suffered so much, but for her it is a source of nourishment for her soul and gives her moments of peace. The verses of poetry, like her soul, spread and blend with her passionate patriotism to create such soul-stirring verses. She also feels the hardships in the daily life of each individual through a train ride:
Every day so many trips
The train carries many worries uphill
( Through Hai Van Pass )
The rhythm of life is evident through each passing train, as is the fate of people. The worries of life never end for the poor workers. And she seems to be indebted to the eternal cries of sorrow from that life:
My brain is disabled
By the persistent cry for help
From the fates that are gasping for life From the fates that are waiting.
( Before the altar )
Realizing the problems of life, Du Thi Hoan went one step further to re-perceive people on an individual level, of course including awareness of herself, most of which are poems written on the subject of love. Love is the fire that creates vitality in the human soul and an endless source of inspiration for poetry. Maxim Gorky said: “Love is the poetry of life, life without love is not living but existing. Knowing that you are in love and