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

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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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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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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Smoke, gunfire, cannon're thundering,
To the front fortress, wave attacking!
The assailants, The People's Army, the strongest enemy,
They're former Red Chinese Eight Route-Army,
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- Reality

She ascended to the throne, but the esteemed position
Was merely the title is empty,
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- Tax Exemption to the People

Because of the bad harvest, the year,
The people suffered famine and wandered,
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- Silla's Thieves

Forty years have passed since Jang Bogo's
Cheonghae marine fortnight fell,
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The moon gazes from the mountain's peak, on the ground,
The water's been boiling
By a little boy. ‘Cause it run short of a person.
Then when will complete the painting?
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On the halfway of the hill, by the Goyang Hyanggyo,
We can hear the music of Latin and Tango.
Early spring, so the temperature is chilly,
In the grove café, it smells the chilli.
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(In Memory of Late Captain Kenneth & Nancy Hummerston)

When young, they met at foreign land,
And soon being the lover and happiness's at hand.
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Even the glorious dynasty crumbled in a moment
By misstep the nation's crumbled in a moment,
Even it's the glorious powerful dynasty
The Patron Saint was caught at Joryeongdae,
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The blue water flows with a rush toward the West Sea for its way,
The wheel of history turns and rolls, passed down to this day.
The lonely rock, silently gazes for a thousand years,
Fallen flowers not return, ripples arise by tears.
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Amidst the national crisis, Hongju
Resisted with arms for justice.
Tragic refugees, fought against
The enemy, Anger-full voice,
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After summer has departed, during
Starting to Yongmiri on the way,
The tinged yellow, fruits of the ginkgo,
Trees beside the road sway,
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The Hongdae street the brisk wind's blowing at the end of the year,
Neon signs remain lit all night, beautiful in the darkness of blear.
Youngsters and visitors mingle, go with each other laughing together,
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