Library by the sea—Geumneung Village

As promised, more from Yoon Yong. Library by the Sea— Geumneung Village   …An outdoor library with little wooden cubes painted in shades of the sea & glass doors that hold 2 or 3 books   —sand | pomegranate red & grass |  the glass doors with smooth wooden knobs   & little bronze hasps [...]

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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 [...]

Nostalgia

Yoon Yong. Nostalgia   …The morning news buzzing in the background... —Her father stopped reading the newspaper   when his sight grew dim. She liked to see him read: she felt in good hands |   that her father could guide her. She tried to replicate the paper’s cackle   with other materials—my own onomatopoeia [...]

Last images

During my last few weeks in Korea, I made one final push to photograph the environment I called home for so long. Despite my tone of voice of late, I am making valiant efforts to reorient myself, this mostly involves going to the pub, as well as quaffing a few foaming ales, my reorientation includes [...]

Wasting time in a café (until evening time thereabout)

…“THE DEATH OF LOVE OF ANYTHING…”written on the front of a cute girl's t-shirt.I hate people who wear sloganed t-shirtsas if it speaks volumes about their “life philosophy.”The kind of people who might say“I went to the University of Life” but work in an office.You cannot experience the death of anything you live beyond | [...]