In The Later Winter Poem by Yonah Jeong

In The Later Winter



night and wine
in the glass

near the evening
heart beats fast
head moves slowly
body dozes moderately

five windows
comes closer
each other

snowing building scattering
winds in the forest
blow
between these things
and me

winter sunset mixes
night and day

it is the sound of dropping water
it is from red handkerchief to white carpet
it is neither noisy nor calm
it is breaking a tree branches
it is a comforting peace

with the vision
wriggling seeds raise clean tops
without saying
not need words.

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