Flowering Shrubs Shin Seokjung (1907-1974) The divine tale that discusses the sun Arose solely from where it was turned against. Even at night, When the moonlight was pouring like a rainfall, Had we not wandered along the ruined castle, Talking and beating our chests? When would we truly—When would we finally Enshrine the flawless sun … Continue reading
On the Bridge Yi Yong-ak (1914-1971) At night when the wind was rough, We lit the extinguished square lantern Again and again, stepping on a chest. My sister said She is scared, for the starry night has fallen On the bridge to a noodle house I become nostalgic of Sister and I, children of a … Continue reading
A Joyful Letter Hwang Tong-gyu (1938-) 1 For me to think of you must be a trivial thing like the setting sun and blowing wind at where you sit, but I shall call you with the long-lasting trivialness when you are lost in the endless agony. 2 The truest, truest reason for my love of … Continue reading
The Sun Pak Tujin (1916-1998) Rise, the sun. Rise, the sun. Rise, the fair sun in your face washed clean. Beyond the mountains, flame and wolf the darkness all night. The fair sun, in your burning, youthful face, rise. I loathe the moonlit night. I loathe the moonlit night. I loathe the moonlit night in … Continue reading
A Poem That is Written Easily Yun Dongju (1917-1945) The night rain whispers outside the window. The six-tatami room is a stranger’s country. Though I know the fate a poet is doleful, Shall I craft a line of poem? After receiving tuition in an envelope Where scent of sweat and love are snugly cradled, I … Continue reading
