My Job Is My Own Only Land.

We're All Under The Same Sky And Walk The Same Earth; We're Alive Together During The Same Moment.

I'd Like To Go To New Society Village Someday And Find Out Exactly How Far I Can Walk Before People Stop Talking Like Me.

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.

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.

It Seems That Writing Chose Me. I Feel That Because I Know History, And I Know The History Of So Many Cultures; I Have Lived A Large Life.