Category:

Poetry

seollal

by Ricepaper Magazine

the promise of a new year is in a bowl of ddukguk, for every strand of flesh reveals the body that wastes away, every bite of dduk the coins fade …

your blood goes picnicking at a grave             brooms and burnt paper in hand 4/4/[2000 + 4×4] At Qīngmíng only the magnolia huā (花) bloomed munificent white against a grey curb. …