~Korean proverb
Some excerpts of Korean poems about snow for Poetry Friday. (But maybe they aren't REALLY about snow.)
Snow
by Kim Jong-hae
translated by Chae-Pyong Song and Anne Rashid
Snowflakes are light,read the rest here
for they carry each other on their backs.
The falling snow is comforting.
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The Snow Day
by Kim Nam-jo
translated by Chae-Pyong Song and Anne Rashid
The Winter treeread the rest here
and the wind–
the wind’s long tress of hair
hangs all day long on the edge of the branches
like transparent laundry,
making the tree and the wind
become one, no longer isolated from one another.
Not alone.
Nobody is alone.
Neither am I.
In fact, even when I stood alone under the sky,
hasn’t the sky at least stood with me?
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The Salted Mackerel
by Park Hoo-ki
translated by Chae-Pyong Song and Anne Rashid
The night a poor father sleeps, embracing a pitiful son,read the rest here
the night a child sleeps, dreaming of a dry blanket and a hot dish,
the night the big sorrow sleeps, embracing the small sorrow,
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Karen Edmisten has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Karen!
I would love a poetry serving of snow over here, Tabatha. We've had days of in excess of 105'F here this week. And still no rain. So your snow (You yourself are getting snow? Is it bad? Or beautiful?) would be doubly welcome and useful! (And I'm getting the feeling that many Americans would happily see the backend of a snow flurry!)
ReplyDeleteThese are beautiful, Tabatha. Like Kat, I'm still in the midst of summer (though I love it hot), but I have seen the terrible snow storms in the US, so it is nice to see the beauty of the snow in these poems - and this line is perfect "hasn’t the sky at least stood with me?'
ReplyDeleteStanding with you from afar.
These were all so lovely. The last poem told such a sad story, such a sad glimpse. And in the first, the idea of of the wind hanging at the end of the tree branches resonated. Great post.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for sharing these -- I know so little about Korean poetry in general, and these were lovely. The last one, sad, is staying with me . . .
ReplyDeleteSo much beauty, then sorrow, in these, Tabatha. Because of our recent snowstorm, there was news of how many children were out in it, teens on the streets. Some were trying to gather them at least for the night. that last poem is so sad. I know everywhere there are children who need help & wish we could solve that. I love the other poems, too, the "Watching the snowflakes rub their cheeks/upon one another’s backs is pleasing" is such a new image. I will look next time! Thank you, and Happy Birthday on your big day!
ReplyDeleteThe first poem is so pretty. So affectionate to the reader. The second is kind of blunt...take it as it is poem. I like both. Sweet and salty are always a good mix.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love the snowflakes poem. So beautiful.
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"The Salted Mackerel"has the sting of life written in it's lines, and in the picture too. Snow seems to have much symbolism in the other two poems. I liked the sensitivity and the last line of "Snow""As the snow falls, I wish I could carry someone with me,"Thanks for sharing them Tabatha.
ReplyDeleteOur snow is being washed away by rain, but poetry doesn't let us forget that once we were cold. Thank you for broadening our/my horizons!
ReplyDeleteAs I was reading your post, my husband came downstairs and said, "Did you know we're supposed to get 2-4 inches tonight? Winter weather advisory!" I love that second poem especially--The Snow Day. Gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteWe are so far from snow falling on backs, cedars, or centipedes and it's transporting to spend time with these gifts of snow visits, dear Tabatha. I laughed about the quote on dogs & memorization. Wonder if cats would ever memorize anything, hanging around a schoolhouse. You retrieve such varied & thought-provoking ideas from 'round the Wonder World. hugs & happy birhtday month!
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Thanks, once again, for broadening my poetic horizons, Tabatha. :)
ReplyDeleteThese are beautiful poems about snow. My favorite line-the wind's long tress of hair.
ReplyDeleteThank you for introducing me to this website, Tabatha. I love the togetherness expressed in these poems -- the snowflakes carrying each other and rubbing their cheeks against one another, the parent and child huddling together on a night of bad winter weather.
ReplyDeleteWow, that last one really hit me. Whoosh! Thanks for these.
ReplyDeleteThese are such incredible poems, Tabatha! Beautiful, thoughtful, sad, personal. I've never seen poetry quite like this...thank you for enkightening us!
ReplyDeleteLovely snowy poems!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous - thank you for sharing, Tabatha. (Like others, I was especially touched by that last one.) Stay warm....
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