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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
“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
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
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
“Our Neighborhood”
(In memory of Busan and Masan, 1979 – for late Rev. Sung-Muk Choi and late Esq. Kwang-Il Kim) We walked together, side by side,bound by one small, silent care.Before us stretched the chalk-white road—so still, as if time waited there. … Continue reading
“River of the East”
© TaeHun Yoon, 1979 A black serpent wore the weight of a week’s rebirth around its neck.It had been struck, cast into the stillness of the wild. The ground ran red with blood,and the city reeked of burning flesh and … Continue reading
Struggle
The graveyard sleeps beneath a quilt of cloud.For twenty years it has grown—not in stone,but in the hearts that refuse forgetting. At the center of its hushstands a house raised on bones.Beneath its roof,an old man receives a newborninto arms … Continue reading
“October’s Shaman Dance”
The shaman threads the moon on high,A silver knot in midnight sky.She spins beneath its haunted glow,Where truth and shadow come and go. The willow drinks from steel’s sharp tongue,Its roots still hum the songs unsung.A borrowed light, a fleeting … Continue reading
The Day Moon
Winter brushes the fingertipsof the shaman—empty-bodied,visible from all directions—morning and evening. A bird, perched on a dry branch,laughs,its entrails spilling out. Hair, like scattered feathers,drifts towardbuildings stripped bare,unfolding slowly—a voice without accompaniment. The night that had been swept awayreturns to … Continue reading
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