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"Trees and Shadows" by Kim Nam Jo
Trees and Shadows Trees and shadows. Trees look down upon shadows. Shadows look up toward trees. Even as night settles, even as rain descends shadows are there. Trees know it.
By Kim Nam Jo
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Heartache “I am sick,” my heart said, but Silence had not yet matured, so that voice was faint. Later, When my heart said, “I am sick, gravely sick.” Because silence had matured I knew what it had said. My heart said, “I have melted From the pierced pains of the arrow That each became their own scales and tones As if notes in a symphony From a melody of a solemn song But the concert is an abyss That can only be heard in silence.” My heart also said, “Longings, regrets, destitution, pain The everyday life of man These break down into water And until it becomes distilled, In pain, sufferings are Devoted As a gift upon the altar of life And life is truly Of this value.” translated by Sunny Jung
By Kim Nam Jo
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"The Twentieth Century" by Kim Nam Jo
The Twentieth Century I loved the Twentieth Century. I met my life as my betrothed and through my life-studies (fated to begin most miserably on fields of war and death) I was awakened to pure and passionate yearning and the nobility of life. I loved the Twentieth Century. I loved its shuddering, suffering, and trembling hope. I loved the sublime loneliness of my contemporaries, those talented people, distant as stars and quite as beautiful, with their superabundant civilizations and deeply thoughtful intellectual traditions. I felt greatly honored to be graced by their light. I loved the Twentieth Century. I loved its aesthetics of heart-numbing contrition, its shame and the ache of its wounds and ah, its floods of bitter grief: “Yes, I did wrong, I did wrong.” I ever so much loved the Twentieth Century whose lessons and blood, now transfused into a new millennium, reverberate through the deepest of nerves.
By Kim Nam Jo
