“Sundial” by Lee Moon-Jae
I saw it when the plane landed. The shadow that was lost at 8,000 meters was found again as the plane taxied. Migratory birds are the same, whether crossing the Himalayas or traversing the Pacific....
Korean Literature in Translation
by Jibril · Published Friday, November 25th, 2016 · Last modified Tuesday, February 26th, 2019
I saw it when the plane landed. The shadow that was lost at 8,000 meters was found again as the plane taxied. Migratory birds are the same, whether crossing the Himalayas or traversing the Pacific....
Cheolli-dong, Seoul Hostel. A wall with an unfamiliar face in a wanted poster delicately nailed to it. Stars made with blue cellophane stuck to the reception room door. A round, worn out woman. Is she...
by Jibril · Published Friday, November 11th, 2016 · Last modified Tuesday, December 13th, 2016
When you fall in love, it’s a blessing to have an outer skin: a blessing everyone looks down on. Tearing, twisting, scorching, splitting, digging up and burying, they think so awfully low of love, but love...
By asking around, I’ve come all the way to a salt storehouse in search of the woman who ran off without repaying a debt.Not a single person inside and salt stopped being stored here a...