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Tag Archives: fiction
“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
“A Strange Journey” (Pastoral Residence Faith Column #5, LA Christian Today, October 31, 2007) © WanHee Yoon
There is a couple in their mid-seventies. The husband, Charles, suffers from Alzheimer’s disease. His wife is named Evelyn. Charles has been living in a nursing home for several years. At first glance, he appears so dignified and well-kept that … Continue reading
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“Earth Toward the Temple”
© TaeHun Yoon, 1979 in Korean, Trans. by Copilot. – A dream for peace beneath the storm – Lightning split the sky— and the earth, pale blue and yellow, wore the face of a weary child. Rain walked with sky … 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
“The Woman Who Kept the Night” (Letter from the Parsonage, O Souls That Leap Like Deer, First Story) 1994, © Yoon Wan-Hee
In the middle of the night, just as I was about to drift into a dream, someone shook my shoulder to wake me. Half-asleep, I heard a voice: “May I put my bag under your blanket?” Rubbing my eyes, I … Continue reading
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“Mother”
(Letter from the Parsonage, Those Who Remained in the City, Fourteenth Story, 1994) © Yoon Wan-Hee “Did you know she had tuberculosis?” The social worker’s voice buzzed from the phone, startled and anxious. “As you know, I told you clearly … Continue reading
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“Children”
(Letter from the parsonage, Those Who Remained in the City, Story Thirteen, 1994) © WanHee Yoon The name “Soviet Union” vanished forever from this earth. The leader he once trusted and admired fell from power, and a new one took … Continue reading
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“Are You Climbing the Ladder?” (Letter from the Parsonage, Those Who Remained in the City, Twelfth Story) 1994, Yoon Wan-Hee
It was a crisp early autumn morning. The church custodian had already set a tall ladder against the wall, preparing to wash the church windows. This yearly cleaning of all the windows was by no means an easy task. The … Continue reading
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“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
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