Top 10 Poems Celebrating Hoi An

Hoi An Evening Without You

Author: Ton Cong Thanh

Verse Form: Song Thất Lục Bát

The ancient quarter is deserted this evening
The Thu Bon River flows quietly and gently
Where is your image, my love?
In the rain of memories, fading away.

I return to the corner garden
Picking up the fragrance, seeking our old love
Tears blur in the farewell
I leave the old town, in an evening rain.

On the winding hill, raindrops lightly fall
Cam An Bridge echoes laughter
Playing with the beautiful jade features
I carry you on my back, across the river!

A myna bird flutters its cage to the shore
Forget the past, the promises and vows
Chua Cau Bridge stands silent and deep
Engraving tombstone, the path to emptiness!

The ancient street corner tilts with the water's edge
Without you in the evening, I walk alone
Where are you, sweet dream?
Reflecting in the green water of Thu Bon River!

Love in Quang Land
Author: Le Huong

You arrived in my homeland by the sea, Hoi An
The central land with abundant rain and sun kissing the earth
Where the fishing villages are busy all year round
Each smile richly genuine on their lips

Just met, yet the affection feels long-standing
Hands, weathered and dark from the sun
'Boats sail far, seeking hidden fish'
The fish of love tastes salty, mingled with sweat

You come from a distant land
Not your first encounter with the sea
But my homeland is truly lovable
Sincere and simple, strange yet familiar

You only smile, not understanding the Quang accent (Quang Nam)
But guessing the sweetness of your love within it
The sea breeze stirring in the afternoon sun
Whispers in the wind, longing for Hoi An...

Hoi An Without You

Author: Nguyen Lan Huong

A longing urges you back to Cua Dai
Encountering the vastness of the Hoai River
A song calling you to Hoi An's streets
Lantern-lit nights beckoning whose silhouette?

A small door ajar by the empty veranda
The bustling night market echoes nearby
An old lady peddling, chuckling
Foreign languages softly spoken

Japanese Bridge quiet, reflecting in the water
Travelers tread the worn planks of the Bridge Pagoda
Do you wait across La Hoi Street?
The fading evening shadow wanders where?

Listening to the news, Hoi An is flooded
Equal-standing stalls now wither away
The Hoai River curls within its embrace
Lantern lights swiftly extinguished after love's seasons.

A longing calls you back to Hoi An's streets
Sending me a bit of home's sunshine
Warming up a bowl of fragrant Quang noodles
Rekindling lantern lights after the storm passes...

6-11-2017

Returning to Hoi An
Author: Pham Hong Giang

I've never set foot in Hoi An

The afternoon sun listens to the melodies of Quang's land

The Thu Bon River draped lazily in misty clouds

Remembering the morning boat across the river

Is An Bang Beach's sand still white?

Nightfall turns the ancient town's streets into a red lantern spectacle

Moss-covered walls tell tales of long-lost months and years

The chime of the Japanese Bridge echoes faintly into the distance

Come back before July fades away

The sun of the central region fades into the windy sand dunes

Cua Dai Beach never ceases its thirst

The Laotian wind scorches the soles of anyone's feet

Phuong's Banh Mi, tourists queue endlessly

Twenty minutes of waiting, the queue never seems to end

La Hoi Street, my dear, don't be reckless

Wandering through, waiting for you to light the lantern

Return to Hoi An's streets with bustling chaos

Quang land's afternoons....

Sunshine and rain....

Longing!

06/07 /2018 Hồng Giang.

A Glimpse of Hoi An
Author: Phan Huy Hung

The streets counted by footsteps
Houses counted one by one
How many days have passed
Whose eyes draw more paths?

This alley, moss-covered streets
Old houses with smooth columns
That way, the patterns of Hoi Quan
Once arrived, not easy to leave.

Cau Bridge cherishes the outer harbor
Where ancestors once mingled
Stretching far, but not lost
What has been enduring since ancient times?

Down the ancient craft villages of Hoi An
The quintessence passed down through generations
Where are those golden hands of the past
That built the grandeur of Hue palace?

Stopping by the row of shops
Tall buildings imbued with the scent of Tra Que
Dien Ban sweet with sugarcane scent
Cooling the hearts of distant travelers.

A few days riding horses to see the flowers
Half wandering, half staying
Gazing back at the green flow of Hoai River
Sad as bidding farewell to a loved one...

Hoi An's Sorrows
Poem by: Bùi Thế Uyên

Do you remember the moments together?

Holding hands, wishing to be bound together

Hoi An* back then, streets filled with flowers

Memories of An Bang gazing at the sea of stars.

Sweet kisses exchanged during that fate-filled evening
Remembering those days in the ancient streets

Walking together to visit the assembly halls*

Returning to Tan Ky, nights filled with memories.

Silently, the Japanese Covered Bridge silently wishes for dreams

Dreaming of being with you, the wind whispers

Văn Lau, cold and lonely, filled with sorrow
Longing for the day of reunion to quench the thirst.

Longing
Author: Lê Viết Hòa

The Chăm Towers, remnants of an ancient past
Interwoven threads of resentment at Đồ Bàn
Countless restless souls on desolate land
Yearning for a distant realm, echoing cries of the past

Hoi An,

Hoi An covered in moss
Dry paddy fields, a sorrowful sight of yore
Ancient streets desolate, mourning a thousand years
Only the Chăm Towers stand, lonely and forlorn...

Old Quarter at Night

Author: Thanh Trang

The old town lights up, waking up the night sky
Graceful too sweet like a gentle breeze
Trees sway beside lanterns at the alley entrance
Hoi An smiles as if there's a beloved shadow.

Night cries out like a honeyed song
Small eateries emanate a delicate fragrance
As if inviting, as if waving hello for you to stop by,
Stop by to find you, the girl of the sky's dreams.

Hoi An is so peaceful now, my dear
At midnight, the street wraps up the message I send
We walk lightly, just you and I, making a date
Admiring the late-night street, my heart with a bit of love.

So beautiful is the petite girl
Graceful enough to make me forever intoxicated
Intoxicated by the singing voice, intoxicated by the soft fragrance
The old quarter, charming as ever since whenever.

06/07/2018. Thanh Trang

Musings on Hoi An's History
Author: Hoang Minh Tuan

Hoi An, once a bustling port

The silk road shimmered, Champa flourished

Arabian and Persian ships graced its shore

They arrived, calling it the Street of Lâm

From China to the Middle East

The porcelain route paid visits here.

Trade prospered through the ages

From Europe to Asia, they came to trade

French, Dutch, Japanese, and more

Three hundred years, Hoi An's marketplace.

Commerce with its quirks

Hoi An expanded its trade beyond the port

Its ancient beauty adorns the stage

Hoi An, a UNESCO Heritage, visited by all

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During foreign invasions

The people of Hoi An united to resist

Unity and determination

Armed forces heroes hailed

In labor, they were fervent

Labor heroes during the era of commerce

A few musings, wandering

Hoi An, a painting of myriad hues!

Hoi An, You and I Return

Author: Bui Van Tao

Oh Hoi An, centuries old and many times visited!

Southern gate to the old imperial capital Hue

Streets of Chinese and Vietnamese, intertwined

East and West cultures, North and South, embellishing

The Hoai River's water ebbs and flows under the moonlit path

A hundred longings and worries intertwine

Watching Cau Cam Nam bridge, looking downstream and up

In our time, we wander like birds!

Carrying you, flying to the mouth of the Dai River

Past the coconut grove of Bay Mau at sunset

The evening stretches to let love linger forever

Amidst the silence, feelings overflow!

Along the riverbank, in the late-night glow of street lamps

Thien Tuat Bridge, the moon tilts and shares its light

You're upset, which path did I take wrong

Memories endure into the future...

From the straw hut to Duy Xuyen Street - Hoi An's streets

The green betel garden clings to the outskirts

Years change, but my love for you remains

The distant wind carries love, longing for our own realm!