Category Archives: Poetry

Sound II, Ocean Tone A single thread of light slips through the door—it paints the ceiling, soft and sure. Before the time has come,no matter which path I choose or leave behind,I say,“At last, I have arrived. All is ready.” … Continue reading →

When the wind blows,the creek’s waters climb against their course.Each time,dry palms of red, blue, and yellowcreak along the riverbed,their path growing ever more confused. The faces of a year slip from my fingertips,unfurling into dawn’s mist,veiling the forest—until the … Continue reading →

바람이 불면 개울물은 거슬러 오르곤 했다.그때마다 바닥에서 붉고 푸르고 노란 마른 손바닥들이 삐걱이며 지나갔다.그들의 길은 끝내 혼란스러웠다. 한 해의 얼굴들이 손끝에서 풀려나새벽 안개로 피어 숲을 가리면,숲은 하나의 개울이 되어각자의 가지 끝으로 무너져 흘러갔다. 여행을 멈춘 길손이 자신의 심장을 내어주고,닷새 굶주린 … Continue reading →

By TaeHun Yoon Tense and fierce, wild and loud,Exuberance erupts beneath the cloud.No mercy shown on emerald field,A hundred yards where giants wield. Ten men like black bears clash and dash,Following commands with thunderous flash—From minds that scheme with practiced … Continue reading →

I sat facing the wall—yet saw a stream flowing by. Like mist unravelingacross a mountain’s waist—Yes… that’s how it is. Even the far-seeing eyemust be clouded nowby this faded longing. TaeHun Yoon July 22, 2023

Not a drought It is not dryness—but longing,overflowing. I tried to send it away,but there was nothing leftto release. As if I were parched,I tracedthe thirstlike tailoring cutsupon memory. Fearful of tomorrow,I gathered my voiceinto a singleshout—toward the placewhere truth … Continue reading →

Oh, how thirsty I am—When the moon comes running,Carrying whispers of news, Old songs rise in a noisy chorus,With both hands raised high— Like that,Stretching my neckBeyond the sky, Just to speakOne word:“Peace.” That longing…Always reaching. TaeHun Yoon July 20, … Continue reading →

Sound Opens A childopens the sound—and sound is seen. Above the blue sky,a sound unfolds. An old manopens his despair—and sound is seen. Into the dark-blue sea,a trembling street. One as two,a sound that cannot meet. From the green-blue sky,no … Continue reading →