Ocean Vuong

From Vietnamese Refugee to Literary Voice of a Generation

creative education
Ocean Vuong

Net Worth

$2M

Born

October 13, 1988 (age 37)

Country

Vietnam

Occupation

Poet, Novelist, Professor

Gender

male

Generation

Millennial

Marital Status

single

Children

0

Single Parent Household

Yes

Education

Master's

University

University of Massachusetts Amherst, Bard College

Industries

creative, education

Wealth Category

multi-millionaire

Wealth Origin

self-made

First-Gen Wealth

Yes

Immigrant

Yes

Overcame

  • Born in Saigon just before Vietnam opened to the West
  • Illiterate until age 11 due to lack of formal education
  • Grew up in poverty, working on a tobacco farm in Connecticut
  • Father abandoned the family; raised by mother and grandmother
  • Faced discrimination as a Vietnamese immigrant and gay man

Ocean Vuong is a Vietnamese-American poet and novelist known for his lyrical, devastating work exploring trauma, identity, love, and survival. His debut novel 'On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous' became a New York Times bestseller, and his poetry collection 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds' won numerous awards. He is considered one of the most important literary voices of his generation.

Career Timeline

1988

Born Vinh Quoc Vuong in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

1990 Age 2
Turning Point

Immigrated to United States with mother and grandmother

1999 Age 11
Turning Point

Learned to read and write English; discovered poetry

2008 Age 20
Achievement

Graduated from Bard College with BA in English

2016 Age 28
Achievement

Published 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds' - won multiple awards

2016 Age 28
Achievement

Received Whiting Award for poetry

2019 Age 31
Milestone

Received MacArthur Fellowship ('Genius Grant')

2019 Age 31
Achievement

Published debut novel 'On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous'

2019 Age 31
Milestone

Novel became New York Times bestseller

2020 Age 32
Achievement

Named to Time Magazine's 100 Next list

Notable Quotes

"In the body, where everything has a price, I was a blessing. I was not for sale."

"The most beautiful part of your body is where it's headed. And memory, your server, is eroding."

"Let no one mistake us for the fruit of violence—but that violence, having passed through the garden, is the fruit."

"The thing about being an immigrant is you don't have the luxury of nostalgia."