“Cuckoo” by Seo Jeong-Ju
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…
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…
The shorelines are tightly woven together, so let’s show them to mom. Let’s roast a string of sand drenched overnight.The…