Girls of the Fall Yang Jungja (1944 – present) In dreary November in the empty schoolyard where students and teachers are gone and blossoms and leaves are fallen seventh-grade girls who are yet to start puberty play jumpsies in the corner till late. “A toy train leaves as it chugs choo choo carrying cookies and … Continue reading
Originally posted on Poethead by Chris Murray:
Pomegranate In autumn, even a tree sheds jewels on the street. A deeply buried heart may be fetching like this. Around this time, A bird shall pilot the life of a fragrant tree, Crossing the river with a seed in its beak, Passing the field of silvergrass on…
The Love Song of a Dandelion Claudia Lee Hae-in (1945-) Every day, a dandelion writes a poem in the spring sky, For it feels empty to untangle the long string of thoughts That has been twined in secret. When it lets down its white hair and spreads the thin seeds into the air For there … Continue reading
Cricket Ra Heeduk (1966 – ) Buried in a cicada’s noise that shakes a tall branch, My cry is not yet a song. Between the narrow crack in the concrete wall of an underpass, Between the cries I pour out on the cold floor Where there is neither grass nor drop of dew coming down, … Continue reading
Auntie Yoon Jungsoon (1957-present) I really like my auntie because she looks like my mom. Her plump fingers and voice are alike too. When she gets down and looks into my eyes, She looks exactly like my mom. And when she suddenly grins, She’s prettier than my mom. Auntie doesn’t send me on an errand … Continue reading
For You Kim Namjo (1927-) My night prayer is long and repeats one thing. To open eyes quietly is an unbelievable much of prayer. My dear, a bright soul who is thoroughly filled only with freshly bloomed light. Generous love, which I could not attain even when I let down my black hair and lie … Continue reading
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