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-In Memory of the Air-Force Pilot, the Father Myung-Ryul Park, and his Son In-Chul Park…
The hillside is dusky when the sun set in the west,
The riverbank the road lights flash on the dandy creased
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In early morning, whenever open the eyes,
It flows that the unrecoverable old stories, suddenly.
The autumn airs are whirling like the spring tides,
The regrets and sorrows surges upon to me.
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Dong-Ju, Yoon
On the night of the day when I came back
At same room, my skeleton was running after and lying
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Dong-Ju, Yoon
The white washcloth is wrapped the black brains.
The white rubber shoes are hung on the rough feet.
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Sah-Eon, Yang
Even the Tae-mountain is high,
But the limit is the sky.
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At dawn, through the open window embrace,
Whispers of weeping voices reach to my bed.
But down the park, to the grove I tread, where
The chorus of insects' hushes, silence spread.
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At the height of June, early summer.
Here and there, it occurs the orchestra.
The trumpet creepers hold a walker,
At the height of June, early summer.
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Sang-Cheol, Han
The window katydids are chirping and chirring, through which the crescent's peeping.
My sweet dream were woken up, by the winds, the weather strips were been battering.
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Sang-Cheol, Han
The Crescent is hung on the acute peak, Diana dropped a fine-toothed-comb.
At night, a mountain-daughter-in-law, climbs the rock for picking up the comb,
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Dong-Ju, Yoon
Hazily the fog is streaming.
The streets are running
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Sang-Cheol, Han
Your stirring fervor is filled on dish
The wriggling blue ambition twinkles by Irish
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The breeder sold the cows to the broker.
At dawn, he loaded them on the truck,
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Nyeong-Ha, Kwon
In the heavens, the winds blow,
It draws near with fluctuation like the tide flow
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Nyeong-Ha, Kwon
Please lift your face
The sleep which deeper than passing away
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Jang-Sung, Chu
When I had been working at Kim-Je industrial complex,
There was the buckwheat house in side of the ironworks,
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They are living in the sky as the stars across the Galaxy.
Only they can meet a day per year eternally.
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They are uploading on the YouTube the flooding videos.
It's heard for all night that the rolling soaked wheels.
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Kinsley Lee Biography
* Name: Sang-Gog Ki-Woon Lee * Born in Seoul * Graduate from Sogang University * Graduate from Korea Air & Open University * Studied at KAIST. * Had been worked at OPC. * Had been worked at Samsung Electronics Co. * Had been worked as an Adjunct Professor at EEC of the Sogang University. * Had been worked as an Visiting Professor at Kyun-Yang University. * Working at CapusPartners Co. * A member of the Han-Gang Literature Association. * Writing the Korean Shi or Shijo, English Poem, Traditional Chinese Poem titled the Hanshi and a literary critic.)
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The Ode For Twin Star
-In Memory of the Air-Force Pilot, the Father Myung-Ryul Park, and his Son In-Chul Park…
The hillside is dusky when the sun set in the west,
The riverbank the road lights flash on the dandy creased
Roads. In the small cell, they prepare for their rest.
And on the sky, the stars appear their faces in the east.
But the outside of the land the day's affair's not finished,
Under the starlight their busyness are not diminished.
One day the gravestone was erected in this hallowed ground,
And with greeting, a new star appeared in the sky at night,
And the four-year son's waiting his sire to the airplane's sound,
And longing for father but only the star's beaming the light
When he grown up, been an air-force pilot to fly
But one day, sadly he chased his father in the sky.
Yon, the twin tombstones on this land. Hark!
The twin stars on the sky, on this hill and river, they shine.
Without the resting the gray tombstones gleam in dark,
The last post blows the calmly sounds in this shrine.
For their living days for their country they did their best,
And the small cells under the ground the all souls rest.
Owing to the sacrifice of the stars the road-lights shine
And the Pleasure boat progress upstream on the river
And hot summer on the farm the grapes are maturing on the vine
For wine. We must not forget their sacrifice forever.
For this country, he left this land for being a star,
And even his son chased him for being another star.
(10th, Jul.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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