Thousand Star Hotel, Hanoi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJDJKLMNOPMNJ QRSGJTNNTUIVWX A ELYNNZA2B2WC2NNC2D2I E2IC2TIIF2F2IG2H2I2N J2NNK2 A H2IIL2IIIIIANQINIK2I K2IINIIIM2IMIN2H2H2I IIO2IIH2NIP2IJ2NP2K2 H2I I Q2IR2IS2NNH2IIT2NU2I EV2INW2EIQX2TNNY2E2I NIZ2IA3IA3B3B I MQ2INN2NC3F2NBD3INIH 2H2E3NF3IG3INE3NNNII IEE3AH2IEF3E3INE

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Over the road from the three star Galaxy Hotel is our hotelB
the old park on Phan Dinh Phung StreetC
home to many and work place for many moreD
A place where anything can happenE
and happily usually doesn'tF
People come and go as in an operaG
playing their respective rolesH
with their own music and destiniesI
a Vietnamese opera where life is mostlyJ
happy not opulent for sure and it takes a warD
or typhoon to introduce epic scale tragedyJ
A lot of people stay all their livesK
Some are born here some arriveL
There have been family lines dynasties in this parkM
generation to generation doing what they doN
making the best of a hard lifeO
There's survival love and many argumentsP
it's no paradise living in a parkM
You could call our struggles 'day to day'N
Too real for opera A better metaphor would beJ
the park as island in a sea of trafficQ
trading and communicating with other islandsR
and some of us look pretty shipwrecked at timesS
Better still A vital node at street level in the new eraG
open door state sanctioned market economyJ
How many ways is it possible to say the same thingT
It's just the old park on Phan Dinh Phung StreetN
Old Emperor what's his name built itN
to graze a flock of golden turtles and the Dragon KingT
rested here while hunting nine tailed foxesU
Some days the clouds re enact the old storiesI
Almost yesterday the sky lit with the dragon's breathV
we fired at American phantoms and bombersW
We were always bamboo now we are also steelX
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By the time the shadow boxers slow motionE
sword fighters and tai chi exponents arriveL
for their early morning workoutsY
we're awake and busy setting up for the dayN
Crafts people and traders keep the ancestors' wayN
Blacksmith hammers out drive shaftsZ
shoemaker mends Reeboks and plastic clogsA2
the shoeshine boys polish for a pittanceB2
the tinker adjusts tuners videos CD playersW
and with a few twists of solderC2
the amplifiers piled on the pavementN
will be seen to in no time flatN
The parasol and feather duster vendorC2
diversified into electric fans years agoD2
and is looking at new technologiesI
the man whose father fixed wagon wheels his jobE2
is to pump up flat bicycle and motor scooter tyresI
The traffic still flows like a flooding riverC2
but its song has changed from bicycles and cyclos ringingT
to blaring car horns engines the smell of sweat to choking fumesI
that blot out so many of the night stars a great sadnessI
when the stars are all you will ever ownF2
There's a smiling idiot who talks all day into a mobile phoneF2
Progress I read in a paper there's one TV for every nine VietnameseI
The Phung Street philosopher's still hereG2
still like a statue sitting straight backed in a teak chairH2
pointing with a pencil to a page in his bookI2
can answer any question of wisdom East or WestN
parlays Fran ais like a FrenchmanJ2
and though astrology's pass he'll tell your future tooN
the children laugh when his thick glasses fog up in the Hanoi stewN
Enough things remain eternalK2
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Hanoi by night the park cloaks love's ardourH2
even in moonlight long shadows wrap sheets of privacyI
tucking in couples touching steamy nightsI
During the hot season be careful where you stepL2
Daytime there's no time for serious romanceI
Everyone works in the park The Park CommitteeI
has ensured that no one need beg and beggarsI
asked politely to move along get slipped a few old notesI
As everywhere we have our serious cadresI
with portable loudspeakers to amplifyA
their good intentions no one has time to listen toN
too busy too busy Marching musicQ
The children spend an hour or so selling postcardsI
maps pirated novels and phrase books then spreadN
their school on park benches the tiny chairs and tablesI
brought out from under a canopy provided by the councilK2
I remember the magic of learning algebra equationsI
put worlds in balance physical and spiritualK2
running writing made words run like riversI
And doing schoolwork in the park made it more seriousI
you had to get on if you wanted outN
Several of my classmates went on to better thingsI
Some stayed Some moved to different parksI
All of us did our duty for our countryI
These days electric fans keep serious young heads coolM2
How many parks can boast power pointsI
Most of the children who leave the parkM
come back to visit 'humble origins'I
Sometimes they'll come to me I'm HuanN2
decorated veteran part time cyclo driverH2
but my fame rests on being the park's chief barberH2
and my young apprenticesI
cut hair better than anywhere in the cityI
These days I mostly check the barber stoolsI
are lined up straight the mirrors hangO2
neatly from the wrought iron fenceI
A manager But I'm there when a young geniusI
gets his clippers jammed in a poor customer's earH2
I unclip sweet talk and finish the haircutN
I'll take the pay when that happensI
The youngster can keep the tipP2
unless the tip is bigger than the feeI
say when it's a businessmanJ2
or tourist letting their head go for a rideN
on the wild side then I keep the tipP2
Today one park prodigy the articulate and beautifulK2
news reader from VTV my second daughterH2
Thuy has come home to see meI
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Don't ask me where the park's food comes fromQ2
except in hard times the stalls near the old stone wallsI
overflow with the finest and we swap our changeR2
for a good hot meal As well as rice noodles and eelsI
there's beer ice cream and coca cola fruit from all over VietnamS2
and for the past week apples and pears from New ZealandN
Must be the government doing something rightN
or someone high up who came from the park whateverH2
the dragon king has never forgotten usI
I'm not crazy I go inside when a bad storm is on the cardsI
and every day wash myself and clothes in a hole in the wallT2
with a tap and a door called 'public baths' four blocks awayN
I really never could abide to be inside too longU2
Three months working in a munitions factoryI
was enough I volunteered my way out and the actionE
I saw at the front was outdoors all right down southV2
fighting invaders fighting cousinsI
where a ghoul let out of a bottle feasted on bloodN
where our battalion well and my wife back in HanoiW2
worked on an anti aircraft gunE
excuse my mentioning the war in this city of loveI
Indoor people might wonder what kind of trickQ
can make the park people smile so muchX2
your looks of fascinated guilt are touchingT
we're the first to see a rainbow and the stars come outN
feel the breeze on a dead hot night it's trueN
and it's the best rent in townY2
A few years ago I was given a jobE2
as hairdresser in chief over at the GalaxyI
The clippers were electric there were oils and shampooN
tonics and concoctions from New York and ParisI
crisply cleaned towels not a speckZ2
of rust not even dust marred the slick scissorsI
hell they gave me a terrible jacket and a roomA3
to sleep but the air conditioning and pastel wallsI
made me feel I was trapped in a dragon's tombA3
I quit with a bottle of whisky and went backB3
to my residence in the thousand star hotelB
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When real luck calls you must answer the parkM
philosopher quoted some ancient wisdomQ2
I always thought my next addressI
would be a marble roofed room in the middle of a rice fieldN
But the next chapter of my story reads like the denouementN2
of a Charles Dickens novel the state encouraged us to readN
the part when the well heeled come to takeC3
the wayward waif home as one of their ownF2
Hence my daughter's assignment I must have mentionedN
she was brilliant at school and university married wellB
but she made her life in TV I still find television foolishD3
people taking the parts better played by puppetsI
interrupted by advertisements for things no one can affordN
but that's where the brave and brilliant go these daysI
Anyway Thuy hit the jackpot two boys in a rowH2
hai con trai hai con traiH2
The whole park shook my hand for a weekE3
when news of the second boy got aroundN
toasted good fortune with beer and snake wineF3
burned incense and phoney moneyI
like it was going out of styleG3
and New Year had arrived six months earlyI
Two babies now Thuy's executive husbandN
and his family are too busy modernisingE3
the country to mind children andN
manage a knick knack shop in the streetN
Her mother bless her can't be there to help outN
My little girl's taking me home to a lifeI
with a comfortable bed shiny bathroom two scootersI
refrigerator a car the life they advertiseI
to take care of my beautiful grandchildrenE
for whose love I will gladly endure a happy endingE3
The neighbours wave and I wave goodbyeA
My kit and I fit fine on the back of Thuy's scooterH2
When we arrive she goes serious and saysI
'I forgot to tell you as well as minding the childrenE
and the shop you're expected to tend the ancestors' shrineF3
on the roof and ' and I'll take the kids for a morning walkE3
round the park afternoons a cyclo ride and ice creamsI
Tonight I string my hammock on the roof the penthouse suiteN
of the thousand star hotel a step or two closer to heavenE

S. K. Kelen



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