Ronald Chapman


Chuseok Korean Thanksgiving Day (Regional)


Moon says it's the 15th day of the 8th month.
Time to say thank you ancestors,
For this year's harvest day.
Three days of honor begin;
The days grow shorter as, winter comes,
Nights grow longer,
I pray for a warm winter.

Squirrels bury their food in holes under the grass,
Look for hollowed-out trees so fast.

Korean Harvest Moon Festival,
Long holiday break at last!
Traffic jams all day,

Visit my childhood home this traditional day,
Clean up my grandma and grandpa's graves,
Cutting weeds, branches and grass.
Hi grandma and grandpa,
Please accept these gifts of food, soju and flowers.
I bow down to honor you.

Young and old women dance in
A circle holding hands, no bands,
Under bright moonlight.
Great Admiral Yi Sun-Sin had the women dress like men.
Fool the enemy they did then.

Eat some songpyeon.
Perfect and pretty songpyeon.
Will bring the gift of a pretty daughter!

Goodbye autumn! Hello winter!

I love Chuseok so much.
"I wish every day was Chuseok.
No more no less."


Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2014
Edited: Friday, September 05, 2014

Topic of this poem: holiday


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