Empty House Ki Hyongdo (1960-1989) After the loss of love, I write: Farewell, nights that were brief, winter mists that roamed outside the window, candle lights that were clueless, farewell. Blank paper that were waiting for horror, tears that replaced hesitation, farewell, the desire that is no longer mine. Like a blind man I grope … Continue reading →

Jealousy is My Power Ki Hyongdo (1960-1989) After very long time passes by A powerless bookmark will drop this paper Because my mind had built too many factories then, Foolishly, there were too many things to record. Like a mutt that roams under clouds, I tirelessly hesitated in the air. For a groan was the … Continue reading →