The weather keeps her

This is the final Yoon Yong poem. I am in the process of writing a proper analysis/epilogue about the poem, as requested by a couple of loyal readers. I hope to have it done by next week. Thank you for reading these poems. If anyone who would like these poems sent to them as a…

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Considering a line by Kim Seung-hee

It is worth remarking that “mense” is a shortening of menstruation, which I have heard Korean women, my ex-wife especially, say; however, I cannot further elucidate the reason, but can only speculate, if this is because menstruation is a difficult word, or if the shortening has become shorthand Konglish, thus the source becoming lost the…

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Napping on a sea wall after midnight

Yoon Yong dreams. Napping on a sea wall after midnight   …She steals a trampoline from a trim backyard —carries it on her back | over   the spinal cord of the Taebaek mountain range to the edge of the world (all signposted)   —looks out on a sea of shadows teasing her vulnerabilities into…

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Appearances

There will be a Yoon Yong poem today & tomorrow. I promise. Appearances   …My cheekbones are fine | my chin if a little chiseled. I don’t agree with where my hair parts   the same as my father’s | not symmetrical like my mother. Glad I got mother’s long legs   but my father’s…

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It must be the final day

Yoon Yong wakes into her final day on Jeju Island. This isn’t the last of the series, but it’s coming. It must be the final day   …At dawn | the magpie matinee | oriole | finch | white eye | starling | wren & sparrow shaking the air | the thick brush   &…

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Metaphor to Magnify

Metaphor to magnify This may be a bit rambling, it may chime, but this is a semi-riff-with-structured-argument on a number of books (provided at the end) I have read in the past month (except Being & Time, which I am currently reading, but which has featured in good measure in Morton’s & Harman’s books). I…

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Drink to forget (maybe Sunday)

Back to Yoon Yong, now nearing the end. We found Yoon Yong last time, riffing on marriage. Now she’s drunk. Drink to forget (maybe Sunday)   …That evening | walking down a busy road | enjoying the cool air discouraging the heat of the day   but never quenching it & flanked by orange groves…

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Superimpose

A new poem, written since moving back to England. My themes are altered & I am now beginning to find my stride with them, especially owing to my access to books being greatly improved; having a marked effect on my perceptions. I apologize for my tardiness, I read with gusto, insatiably; finding little time for…

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Marriage is crap

I’ve had a couple of weeks off from Yoon Yong’s weekend in Jeju, talking idleness & reviewing & what not. There are still quite a number of poems remaining from this set. Here we have Yoon Yong doing some reviewing herself. Marriage is crap   …The deep blue sky of wintry Seoul (that could be a poem’s…

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