Soog-Ju, Shin
In spring, Tuman river winds
And flows the mountains of the border,
It resides in amid the colorful clouds,
The returning dream of a traveler, .
In Chung-Seo Department, all'll be well,
When drinking from top to soled-
Body. At night, beneath the bright moon, the pear blossoms
Do not fear the cold.
(Feb,10th,2024, Translated by Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem