I May Be Ugly And Clumsy, But

In A Time Of Destruction, Create Something: A Poem, A Parade, A Community, A School, A Vow, A Moral Principle; One Peaceful Moment.

Joy And Life Exist Nowhere But The Present.

To Me Success Means Effectiveness In The World, That I Am Able To Carry My Ideas And Values Into The World--that I Am Able To Change It In Positive Ways.

Reading Ngo Tu Lap's Poems, Terrible Nostalgia Wells Up In Me- Nostalgia For A Lost Time And A Far-gone Country, Nostalgia For People I've Loved, And For Creatures Of Forests And Rivers. I Feel Gratitude Too. War Is Over. Peace Arrives With These Beautiful Poems.

Ocean People Are Very Different From Land People. The Ocean Never Stops Saying And Asking Into Ears, Which Don't Sleep Like Eyes.