Friday, May 16, 2008

Snow Corns by Jina Park


In the land of the snow flowers

Where the dew drops off the sea,

The cliff hangs over the country side

That connects the field to the leaf.

Where the bird is found

Flying broadly over the sea,

The corn flowers, sweet silk will melt

Into the land, the sea.

Inexplicable, indescribable,

See the plate of lovely yellow?

Fall of the fallings, Spring of the singing

The broad shadow fell,

Directly,

into the sea.




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