Jang Yeong-Hee (장영희)

“Let Love Be Painful” by Jang Yeong-Hee

When a new semester starts, campus  is always bustling and lively.  Everywhere you look, there are shining faces and gorgeous smiles overflowing with hope and joy. Students seem happy just to be alive, and you...

Heo Yeong-Ja (허영자)

“To the Leafless Tree” by Heo Yeong-Ja

The dark night fills with fear, but… The frigid winter is even worse, but.. Tree, O shivering tree, stripped of all your clothes, As joy comes at the end of a test, once the darkness...

Heo Yeong-Ja (허영자)

“Rainy Days” by Heo Yeong-Ja

Rainy days, I’m reminded of my youth. That period where my heart stood like a tree woefully drenched in the rain. Rainy days, I’m reminded of my youth. A vague rain over a field of...

Jeong Ho-Seung (정호승)

“Leaves, Too, Have Their Bruises” by Jeong Ho-Seung

Leaves, too, have their bruises. Petals, too, have their bruises. Walking across a field with you and sitting to watch the changing evening colors, leaves filled with bruises waved their hands. It is the petals...

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...