“Microwave Rice” by Lee Byeong-Ryul
There was a time when I used to buy microwave rice.A time when there was no nowhere to put it.I…
There was a time when I used to buy microwave rice.A time when there was no nowhere to put it.I…
Nailing the pig to the cross was so natural it was meaningless. In the meditation room, I glare at the wall while deciding to meditate and sit in the Lotus Position…
Extending a finger, my uncle raises it to one eye. Squeezing both eyes as he headed to the reservoir, he held a drenched full moon in his water-filled stomach…
Dappled with tears was the path my love tread. 30,000 ri to the lands west of China, he played his flute as he left for where azalea rains fall. Ga Op-Shin, adjusting and readjusting…
At dawn when your eyes awake,birds that hugged the forest through the night take flightand place light against my forehead.The…
For you, I was a bird. Unable to speak, only cry. A pitiful bird with no one to understand me. And each day, to make my wings ache I flew to all the places you traveled…
When I cry, why aren’t you there?Swallowing my tearsthis hungry night,I sought you.But you had disappearedfrom my darkened face. Loving…
The cow’s large eyes look as if there’s something she longs to say,but I don’t have the ears to understand.All…