Viet Nam Haiku V25

Cousin Thao – I know
More about her house
Than her thanks to Uncle Nam

04.08.16

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

Please click here for the background to this haiku collection if you want to know more about it.

The name Thao mentioned is read Tow rhyming with wow.

 

This haiku and seven of the next eight I wrote more recently to give everybody in the extended family a haiku in the collection. The original collection submitted to the CBC contest was limited to 600 words, within which’s limit I could not fit a haiku for each extended family member while keeping what I deemed to be the best haiku otherwise in the original collection.

Uncle Nam, Cousin Thao’s Father, is fairly wealthy and money-centric in his views of life and the world, as expounded on in his haiku that was #18 in this collection. In introducing me to his kids, he was also sexist. Thao is female and the oldest, the latter of which should confer a lot of privileges, including pride and special attention upon introduction by the Parent. However, not much was mentioned about Thao when she was introduced to me besides being the oldest and some nondescript facts. Certainly nothing I remembered to take away to write about in her haiku that was a summary of what I took away about her!

What was “memorable”, or stuck in memory, was the tour Uncle Nam gave of Thao’s house. About 2000 square feet per floor, six floors up, with a lot of the furniture and decorations being custom made by artisans brought in from Hue in the middle of the country! The place was gorgeous, sure, but whoopee ding. I’d rather have known more about Thao, her husband and her kids.

We then had a celebration in the middle of the street where Thao lived, cause, you know, 12000 square feet wasn’t enough space to hold a party since all the neighbours couldn’t see and envy us. There was karaoke outdoors, in a land lacking of noise by-laws, apparently, and so on. I got to meet my other cousins who were children of Uncle Nam as well, but I was distracted by this whole show thing to have interruptions and making it hard to talk easily with all the noise and so on. I was not impressed in that sense.

Cousin Thao seemed really nice, though, along with her husband and two kids, without a lot of this material attachment, which was a relief to know. Seems a lot of it was conferred upon her by her Dad, but no more than the first son that was Cousin Trung who was younger, nor some of the younger siblings. It was as much to give them a good life as to show off, I felt like. But whatever. It’s their money and their right to do what they want with it.

Please click here to see all the haiku in this collection about Viet Nam.

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