(Translated from the Korean by Eun-Gwi Chung and Myung Mi Kim)
Winter day, under a short tree
The quick hurried steps
That dark cold blue light
Drawn out by a fleeting glimpse
Drawn out by a fleeting glimpse
The light entered me
Stayed and lived in me
There are certain lights, so short
There are certain lights, so short
One can see them only sometimes
Crouching low, tilting the head up
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