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Song for Tomorrow

I look at myself—not at what I did,but at the thin current under it,what carried me throughthree hundred sixty-five turns. All day people prepare.Some will climb a hillto meet the year’s first light.Others will watch a silver ballfall on a … Continue reading

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The Exile’s Flame: “This Is My Song”

Between the factory sirens and the silent chapel,a foreign voice arrived—not to command, but to listen,to kneel beside the weary handsthat stitched and hammeredin the dim light of Incheon. The Word was made fleshin the sweat of the laborer,in the … Continue reading

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“Another Face: The Back View” © Wan‑Hee Yoon (Special Contribution #42, NY JoongAng Daily, December 7, 2001)

At some point, I developed a peculiar habit: walking among crowds or gazing at people from behind as they sit, weighing the burdens of their lives—their anguish and pain, their joy and sorrow, sometimes even the heaviness of existence itself. … Continue reading

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Incredible Rainbow

I must be off my road into the unreal,For this is neither screen-lit, blue and bare,Nor any rocket’s path through outer air.It’s Phanar, where the Peter and the Andrew can standAnd look the whole round world in the same hand,And … Continue reading

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“Fate”

The farthest distance is not across the ocean’s blue hush,nor over mountains that lift their backs to heaven,but between the mind and the heart—between the clean edge of thoughtand the deep well where longing begins.To stand in that unmeasured space,feeling … Continue reading

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“Blue Balloon” © WanHee Yoon, (Faith Column, #27, LA Christian Today, January 16, 2008):

On our little alley, where five houses stand shoulder to shoulder like friends with arms linked, a new neighbor moved in two years ago. They were a young couple in their late twenties, newly married. The husband, Drew, ran a … Continue reading

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“Let Us Fly on New Year’s Morning!”

© TaeHun Yoon, January 1992 If we cannot cross between North and South, then at least—let us fly! Yi Sang*, shedding the old form of his worn wings,cried out, “Let us fly, let us fly!”And Min-Ki*, beyond the black letters … Continue reading

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“Midwinter Sunlight”

Midwinter sunlight—thin and thirsty—leans into the snow, as if lost in a dream, murmuring long tales of a weary army dragging itself from the edge of a forgotten homeland. From afar, it looks like an angel—a fierce, burning flame.I scoop … Continue reading

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Winter

The wind has a mind of its own tonight—it slips between the ribs of the trees,a steady hand brushing the worldinto the shape of silence. Somewhere a barn door swings,creaking against the weight of snow.The road, once clear, now foldsunder … Continue reading

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The Night That Rises

The flies come thick, fevered— drawn to what softens, fades.“Eat, drink, be merry,” they murmur—“for tomorrow, you vanish.”Their hum coils around a bowl of bone,a whisper threading through the marrow’s wind. From every corner they gather—pale ones, dark ones, the … Continue reading

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