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
Ahn Translation 