Author: Jibril

Kim Seon-Woo (김선우)

“Fallen Leaves, First Love” by Kim Seon-Woo

1 If at the edge of a dizzying cliff you’re pacing in the face of the wind, I won’t call out to you. Clinging to your collar, I won’t be an overbearing noise. What could...

Ahn Do-Hyeon (안도현)

“Railroad” by Ahn Do-Hyeon

Go not alone but together. Walk not ahead nor behind but in step. At distance that cannot compare to the amount of our tender longing. Live calling each other’s names. Until the day you reach...

Kim Myeong-In (김명인)

“And It Grows Darker” by Kim Myeong-In

Whether promising or obscuring, there’s an awful glow, I know, for anyone, which piles higher than the polar lights. On this bank, a disappearing overpass, a disappearing river. On the other, I see a willow...

Shin Yong-Mok (신용목)

“Backcountry Metaphor” by Shin Yong-Mok

Like an amputee’s discarded leg, I’m lying down. Somebody closes a window. The passing sky overhead resembles bloodstains on an empty ICU bed in a darkened room. Someone is leaving me. The hurried clack, clack...

Kim So-Yeon (김소연)

“Fortunate Things” by Kim So-Yeon

Rain is falling. When rain falls, I take out my cardigan from the closet to put on; when I wear my cardigan, I place my hands in the pockets; when I place my hands in...

Park Sang-Soon (박상순)

“Me, You” by Park Sang-Soon

I wish that you didn’t get angry watching a stream, even when it rises to overflow its banks. I wish that I wasn’t afraid of coming across a cat in the night, that even if...

Moon Jeong-Hee (문정희)

“To Someone” by Moon Jeong-Hee

I’ve come here avoid somebody, yet here I am missing someone. Somebody, who are you? Stars crawl out and fill the night sky, resting their warmth against a cold body. They call out a name....

Hwang In-Sook (황인숙)

“Sad Patriarch” by Hwang In-Sook

Thumb, index finger, middle finger. As you stare at your three outstretched fingers, I tell you that you’re making the face of someone about to cry. Your chest is torn in sadness, and because of...

Kang Seong-Eun (강성은)

“If That Too is Love” by Park Ra-Yeon

Even though they call softly, soon in every moonlit alley I hang my everything on flowers recognizing someone like witnesses and blooming radiantly Because my entire body is a pupil Because flowers are the best...