The Red Plum Blossoms Which I Planted Poem by Kinsley Lee

Nam-Jeon Kim

Going over through the winter's,
Cold. A bellybutton laughs to see the red plum blossoms.
To me, who planted them, as if they're the waiters.

It makes me feel anew the mystery
Of nature, the plum tree I planted is smiling lightly.

Small and got lumpy, the plum blossoms're blooming,
And hiding secretly their skins, shrinking,
But their bulging and bright red looking, my eyes're dazzling.

To share the clear air and the nature's beauty
With everyone whom I love, I feel my duty.

(May,2023. Translated by Kinsley Lee)