Passing By The Maechang Park Poem by Kinsley Lee

The apricot flower, on the window, that lasts
A millennium which emits the abundant fragrance,
Even she's humble but a noted name
Which surpasses the bigshots and conveys with no utterance.
The sounds of her playing a Korean harp may not
Be heard, but her poems transcend the long time,
Who has come? The white chrysanthemums
On the tombstone shows the love which is all-time.
(Feb.,13th,2024, Translated by Kinsley Lee)