Kinsley Lee Poems

-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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Sah-Eon, Yang

Even the Tae-mountain is high,
But the limit is the sky.
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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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생의 입김

생의 입김
태양을 숨쉬고
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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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(Revelation 22: 15 NIV)
Outside are the dogs, those who practice magic arts, the sexually immoral, the murderers, the idolaters and everyone who loves and practices falsehood.

These days, many of the people think that the dog is the family,
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Far-away the se of Ae-Wol,
The white boats are floating
On the blacks rocks at the seashore
The whity sprays are raising
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In the early spring on the mountainside
The camellia flowers are falling
In the early spring on the vills in the seaside
The camellia flowers are falling
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