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“Reason to Write Poems”

— Song of My Soul, Song of My Tenelach I do not writeto follow rulesor to walk the tidy pathssomeone else laid down. I writebecause something inside mehas begun to speak—a small trembling voicethat feels less like my ownand more … Continue reading

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“New Day”

Fifty daysafter the stone rolled away,they were still afraid. The doors remained locked.The streets still carriedthe memory of soldiers’ boots. Jerusalem trembledwith many languages—pilgrims arriving like riversfrom every direction of the earth. And among themwere people carrying exileinside their bones. … Continue reading

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Losing Poem

Strange—yes, quietly strange—after the gentle praise,after the book has gone outlike a child sent into the world,finding its place among unknown hands,there is no fullness waiting for me—only a widening silence,a thinning of what I thought was mine. What once … 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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“Grave”

Time fell like a droplet from the crown of the head,slid down the throat,passed the chest, the belly, the thighs—and finally seeped out through the soles of the feet. [It’s over now. Enjoy your journey.] Across every street, torn cries … Continue reading

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Evening Primrose

– A Love That Waits in Silence Night lifts the soil in tender hands,stones breathing beneath her touch.From the hush of the earth, life trembles awake—a slow hymn of endurance,the human ache folded deep in green. The sky, a fenced … Continue reading

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“The Beloved”

— The Light Within Me In the quiet corners of my mind,where shadows gather and rest,your voice whispers softly—calm, clear,measuring the length of my years. Your gaze is cold as tempered steel,yet a fire hides within.Its edge cuts through illusion,but … Continue reading

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The Road of Returning

– Longing for Home Those shoes rest by the threshold,their soles worn thin on mountain stones—they whisper of the roads I’ve walked,of lonely journeys, of youth and its heavy dreams. A quiet house,its door still open.Wind drifts across the yard,calling … Continue reading

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“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

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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

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