Kinsley Lee

-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
The white washcloth is wrapped the black brains.
The white rubber shoes are hung on the rough feet.
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생의 입김

생의 입김
태양을 숨쉬고
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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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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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Jong-Rae, Lee

To the soil, I will go back.
To the land where I were, I'll go back.
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Dong-Bin, Ju

I thought that the mother-in-law's boring to be in the house,
Often, lifting her on the wheel-chair and go around alleys here and there,
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A young guy's sitting on the bench
And holding a smartphone, and twittering.
On the surface of the river, a tench
Is rising from the bottom and puffing.
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Suk-Ja, Kuk

My old man was a general at the marine corps.
Like the Dok-Do which guards the East Sea stand against the Strong Tsunami and Typhoon Waves which rushing from the Pacific Ocean. And guarded the Nation Sea, he was a reliable general at the marine corps.
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Yun-Mi, Lee

Fifteen years has passed since my mom passed away
The thought of her make me something in my throat
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Yun-Mi, Lee

I've a mentor whom I can't forget in my lifelong
When I was at the crossroad in a life or death,
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There's a big zelkova tree on the hill,
Long ago, in my child days at home town.
Under it my grandmother waited me on the hill
Whenever I visited her house in home town.
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Sang-Cheol, Han

On the muddy flat,
At dusk, a girl digs out clams,
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Sang-Cheol, Han

The dishes in cupboard!
She is feeding butterflies,
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Sang-Cheol, Han

Shaking Butterfly!
A wild Ume flower, fallen
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Sang-Cheol, Han

Thoughtlessly tramping,
The ice columns on the field
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Dae-Mun, Park

The sky is high.
The hill is high.
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The winds blow on the green field, so the blue river is crystal clear.
The stars set on the azure sky and the white clouds rise higher, higher.
A fisherman has the heavy hands because the fishes are fat.
At daybreak the lights are reflected by the scales so the water glitter.
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