Day: July 24, 2011

The Parting Glass

I don’t have time to do literary justice to my trip to Vietnam. All I can manage are representative threads. Graves Eleni said I haven’t told you yet about the graves in rural Vietnam. All-righty, then. Let’s take care of that. In the Mekong Delta, graves sprout up in the rice paddies like massive weeds: concrete slabs sloping into green. There’s no uniform layout. The graves lie like pick-up sticks, pointing in all directions. Some […]

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