“Grass, Too, Has Its Bruises” by Jeong Ho-Seung
Grass, too, has its bruises.Petals, too, have their bruises.Walking across a field that I used to walk with you,I sit…
Grass, too, has its bruises.Petals, too, have their bruises.Walking across a field that I used to walk with you,I sit…
On the mountains flowers bloom.Flowers bloom.Through autumn, spring, and summer,flowers bloom. On the mountains,On the mountains,flowers bloom.Each one as alone…
Among a multitude of stars,one stares down at me.Among a multitude of people,I stare up at that one star.As the…
Mother, sister, let’s live by the riverside.Golden sand sparkling among the garden grass.The song of reeds beyond the back door.Mother,…
Where have flowers bloomed but never trembled?Even those most beautifulall trembled as they blossomed,and as they shook, stalks grew firm.Where…
Gone to marketcarrying thirty bunches of young radishes on her head,mom still hasn’t returned and the light’s long faded.I’m forgotten,…
Kids, don’t go straight home.The faces of cosmos flowers are peeking throughwith waving hands, so return the wave.Hug each tree…
One sunlight-filled afternoonyou asked,“Wanna do it with me?”My reply,which blossomed like a flower,“Yeah.” As a round sea, you rise above…