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“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

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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

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“The Woman Who Kept the Night”

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?”

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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“My Elderly Friend”

This year, Mrs. Louise Wegi, now 92 years old, decided to sell her car. Though two years younger in appearance than her actual age, she was still working part-time as a secretary in a law office. Petite in stature and … Continue reading

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Wendel’s Lament

(Letter from the Parsonage, Those Who Remained in the City, Story Five) © WanHee Yoon, 1989 A new tenor soloist, Mr. Wendel Wohl, joined our church choir, which was made up mostly of elderly members in their seventies. He was … Continue reading

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“Those Who Remained in the City”

(Pastoral Letter from the Parsonage, First Story in the ‘Those Who Remained in the City’ series) by WanHee Yoon, 2001 The intersection by Citibank is always bustling. As usual, I barely manage to park and drop a twenty-five cent coin … Continue reading

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