Category: Poetry

flowers blooming on the mountains

“Flowers Blooming on the Mountains” by Kim So-Wol

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 as me. The small birds chirping on the mountains...

Kim Gwang-Seop (김광섭)

“In the Night” by Kim Gwang-Seop

Among a multitude of stars, one stares down at me. Among a multitude of people, I stare up at that one star. As the night grows deeper, it fades into brightness and I disappear into darkness....

leaves at the riverside

“Mother, Sister” by Kim So-Wol

Mother, sister, let’s live by the riverside. Golden sand sparkling among the garden grass. The song of reeds beyond the back door. Mother, sister, let’s live by the riverside.   엄마야 누나야 강변 살자. 뜰에는...

Do Jong-Hwan (도종환)

“Flowers That Bloom When Shaken” by Do Jong-Hwan

Where have flowers bloomed but never trembled? Even those most beautiful all trembled as they blossomed,and as they shook, stalks grew firm. Where is there a love which is never shaken? Where have flowers bloomed...

Ki Hyeong-Do (기형도)

“Worries for Mom” by Ki Hyeong-Do

Gone to market carrying thirty bunches of young radishes on her head, mom still hasn’t returned and the light’s long faded. I’m forgotten, like cold rice in this room. No matter how slowly I do...

Do Jong-Hwan (도종환)

“Class Dismissal” by Do Jong-Hwan

Kids, don’t go straight home. The faces of cosmos flowers are peeking through with waving hands, so return the wave. Hug each tree one by one which provides a place to rest. Talk to the...

Moon Jeong-Hee (문정희)

“Yeah” by Moon Jeong-Hee

One sunlight-filled afternoon you asked, “Wanna do it with me?” My reply, which blossomed like a flower, “Yeah.” As a round sea, you rise above me. As a round moon, I rise below you. This...

Heo Yeong-Ja (허영자)

“And a Red Arrow Through the Heart” by Heo Yeong-Ja

Don’t touch. An unwavering stare. Having traveled far on foot with a red arrow through the heart, the act is impressive. Symmetrical curve to his shoulders: the image of peace from behind. Today even the...

Heo Yeong-Ja (허영자)

“Gasoline” by Heo Yeong-Ja

I want to be a woman like gasoline. Have a light soul to avoid feeling rainbows, both warm and dangerous, a combustible chest– pure volatility, full-aged, leaving no residue of regret or grudges. I want...