Linh Dinh was born in Saigon, Vietnam in 1963, and came to the US in 1975. He is currently living in Norwich, England, where he is the David Wong fellow at the University of East Anglia.
BOOKS OF POETRY
A Drunkard Boxing (Philadelphia: Singing Horse Press, 1998); A Small Triumph Over Lassitude (San Francisco: Leroy, 2001); A Glass of Water (Austin, Texas: Shanky Possum, 2002); All Around What Empties Out (Kāne’ohe, Hawaii: Tinfish Press, 2003); American Tatts (Tucson: Chax Press, 2005); Borderless Bodies (Chicago: Factory School, 2006)
╬Winner of the PIP Gertrude Stein Awards for Innovative Poetry in English
To sit on one's heels,
With the knees bent
And the weight resting
On the balls of the feet.
To crouch or cower
Close to the ground,
As an animal.
To occupy illegally
And empty, abandoned,
Or condemned building.
Orientals do it.
Baseball catchers and sumo wrestlers also do it.
And a young blonde hiding two cars
After too many brews on tap,
Her white orbs like twin moons
Inches from the steaming asphalt,
After death I will finally be able to squat
Over my own brown face.
Reprinted from New American Writing, no. 23 (2005). Copyright (c)2005 by Linh Dinh.