No One Is Listening Nature
Inside the theater, beneath the drawn black curtain, it was quiet like an old breath.The weight of silence slowly settled over the seats, and people inhale...
가을의 찻집 찻집
지난 가을에 묻어두었던 산문 하나를 다시 꺼내 앉아 봅니다.
산 너머 사람 하나 논물 소리
고향의 논길에서 사람의 뒷모습 하나를 오래 바라보았습니다.
What Has Fallen and Lies Still Nature
The Cicada ShellA cicada shellAfter crying through one whole lifeA deep, thick sound remainsThe cicada cried.On a summer daywhen the heat, once burning red,...
Dear Bees, Thank You Nature
When spring flowers bloom, people first notice their colors. Looking at petals of pink, white, pale yellow, and fresh green, they say that the season has arrived.
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