• Sad Sunday

    I was sitting on the sofa one Sunday morning when the phone rang. I didn’t want to get up. I just wanted to do nothing. I finally grabbed the phone, and it was Ko Kyaw Shwe, [...]

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  • Destroying to Protect Creation

    translated by Aung Aung Taik About ten days later after battling the weeds in my garden, I began to see the little reddish sprouts of lettuce. The green peas were perhaps shy at the beginning; just [...]

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  • The Roots of Everlasting Happiness

    translated by Aung Aung Taik As the Pittsburgh spring finally arrived, I began to see some stores displaying packages of vegetable seeds and bags of soil and fertilizers. Sometimes, on the sidewalks, I saw shops selling [...]

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  • A Change of Seasons in a New Land

    translated by Aung Aung Taik My very first trip to America was in 2007 to participate in the International Writing Program held at the University of Iowa.  Here I am, again, in America for the second [...]

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  • A Newlife: Neighbors Bearing Bushes

    translated by Aung Aung Taik While living in my village in Burma, I enjoyed offering our home-grown flowers to our house shrine and eating the peas and gourds we grew for dinner.  Near our village, the [...]

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