owning a lot of money although
not dependent on capital
but is it possible?
look at them.

without waves, nobody knows the sea.

Would you be happy
if there was no unhappiness?
in your life

That is
the beginning of
real unhappiness!

not giving up on my life
every moment
I give up myself.

too many
not be throw away

too little
not be run away

chaebol or
homeless

too satisfied
indifferent typical people

I don't want to live like them.

I shouted
"It is love"

echo..........es

At the bottom of the well
In a room without a door
In the mountains of the rivers

The echo rings
"NO words".

revolution is not a Rotation.

It's too hot
windows up and
nonchalantly
I look at the red brick wall next door

in the meantime
a fragile maple tree trunk
holding the square holes of the mosquito net
and is climbing up

My room
My desk
My bed
looking at my clothes

How happy am I?

Even in the midst of the winter to come
without pulling down the blind
Nor will I lower the windows

I'll be able to say hello to the neighbors
I've never spoken to before

What a joy!

Can i do it?

WAVING IN THE WIND

Now,
I will never be lonely at night.

The beginning and end of love are no different.

where does joy come from?
from outside
from within
from above
from below
from success
from failure
where does it come from?
Don't try to find it somewhere
it is making the light of love bright
oil, oil is joy
for its own sake
everywhere.

The great player who doesn't practice
The writer who doesn't write
Even if they're genius but
Worse than a hopeless.

falling
&
kicked
&
trampled
by us

it is uprooted
for us.

different places to look at,
what we see the same thing.

We have
in front of the two-pronged path
always
hesitate
Which path will we choose?
If not
You are not a person
Again
At what age
when you want to make a different choice
If you don't regret it
you are not human.

real-life loneliness
ideal of happiness
connecting
stepping stones.

run from the pleasure of bluffing
come back out and make your choice
run to the pleasure of love.

romanticism without resistance is like ramen without soup.

fighting because we're defferent than
fighting because we're the same
less dangerous more.

Let's be 18 years
by now
the ripples of river,
wind in the woods
aromatic seasons air
It is gone, and now
Homesickness
removed the revulsion of strangers,
the World
It made it my hometown.

Good morning, stars

It rains
The wind is blowing

The branches shaken
Autumn on the asphalt
You are rolling

The wires become swings
Anyone
You sent in the parking lot
Look at the gifts of the night

Your painful pains
I'm counting.

there is no successful businessman without failing,
there is no successful poet without self-betrayal.

I

Does time seem to move slower
Look at the second hand

Does time seem to move faster
Look at the hour hand

II

Time seems to be meaningless
Look at the events

Time seems to be meaningful?
Look at the clock.

III

Time creating, not consuming.

Busily
from NJ to NY coming and going
meet G.W. Bridge
at entrance to New Jersey
sometimes encounter
a mid 30s female
scattered hairs,
puffy lips,
approaching with broken shoes
she can't holding a light paper
words of desperate help
by the spring breeze
drops and picks up
over and over
when bows down
the hot afternoon sun
pours behind back

Hurriedly
i take out wallet
lower window a little
hand over one dollar

She blesses my future
never forgets to smile.

As soon as
i do that
unbearable sorrows coming out
my fingers begin to tremble.

where it shines
empty
deep empty
like the eye of storm
plains,
the plains of Mongolia
unfilled but
it is filling us up
like the rain in the drought.

The human
started lives
with the pain of hands
widened the relationship

Two hands ten fingers
are making dreams
come true

Now,
look at your hands.

martial law is an autoimmune disease.

always
I roll time up
I deposit love
for you

Sometimes
I roll sea up
I deposit love
in your life
for us.

do not reject it, loneliness is the seed of evil.

love & hate
fixed
the amount you can
a lifetime

too much
love
hate too little
at certain times
Do not.

There is a way
of life and destiny
following the maze of
the mystery of art
hugging
with the temperature of love
to awaken the sleeping world
with the warmth of working
nail prints of Pain.

hungry People
meet and
different breads
deliciously eating together
mealtime
or not?

mixing the darkness
by the gray storms
falling stars

drought-cracked
on the bottom of the reservoir
running frogs

After cutting water
with a sword
drinking politicians.

for a life of research

A1 scattering Auto
deep night, empty
passing the highway
I fell into the forest path
far away
appeared and disappeared
The lights
white yellow red
Burning the withered trees
covered the forest path
The purple smoke
Going up to the sky above the trees and forests
saying hello
dispeled the light of darkness
The earth hands with the sky
The woman who became a grandmother
flying her wrinkles and gray hair
It's a dream... but it seems true.
rhyme hugging
reap,,,,,,, plants
surrounded by a pale purple
We are captured its future
Modern people in the cars
I whisper a new song
spring comes but there are no flowers
even though morning comes, there is no evening
there are no humans and no life in life
arousing loving desire
(alone again alone)
cruel and loving fire hungry
beautiful travelers solitary
remodel! our city!
Oh, there's a car over there safely
came out of the forest
The big car carrying us
running towards away there.

A life without temptation
means showing
you are not living valuable

A landscape
with a bridge over
a river.

The world exists as differences, not a discrimination.

Several months ago
I met a good friend
We can talk about this and that
about political and personality
We eat once a month
together
He was going to be a doctor
but he gave up it and
to help the elderly
he has made up his mind
One day I asked him
official or administrative documents
application forms to read something like them
isn't it hard?
He answered
“I can read that stuff all night long
I'd rather read a product manual
than the product itself”
I answered
“I'm happy to spend all night
reading a masterpiece,
but I'm not happy to read
documents and user manuals
I can't even read a single page"
Even while eating
answer for complaints and demands
of old man
no time to look at me
“turn off your cell phone, even during mealtime"
“No, I can't, I'd be a doctor if I did.”
We finished
in the late fall sunshine
I vow to myself
for my precious friend
"I should write a short poem".

again born
in the bottle
of the time,
of thhe future

rni

r: recall
n: net
i: ice

born to be walker of worker

traces of the fu rni ture

new ark

auto off
arrow
Run, not fly.

I couldn't find a way out, so I used
and hit a rock in anger
crashing sea
water, ripples, waves, showing the sea
And shipwrecks,
there's someone's life breathing there

What a good sailor he is
He always wanted to fall over the horizon
His faith is in the anger and loneliness of the sea
How dare he speak of the sea?
The sea is only water, only those who swim in it
and the schools of fish that swim it

When is the sea happiest?
No one, nothing, no black clouds
Is it when an imperceptible breeze caresses?
With the cliffs singing shameful songs
with the cliffs?
beside me.

without hills, no being can shine.

dictators don't eliminate the present, they eliminate the future.

1.  brave
2. tolerance
3. expectation
4. ambition

with these LOVE
presents another life
even though, it is not new
ORIGINAL.

winds make the blades of grass
, happy
, angry
, sad
, joyful
, feeling
, seeing
, tasting
, speaking
, hearing
, touching
, and then the heartless hours
roll back into the future:
NOW.

after losing loved ones
for them
for anything
we cannot pray
no longer

- In memory of mother-in-law

the fruit of mercy is love.

circling around

it means
to be the center

also to be
rotation of orbits.

wind's hill
wind's spunge
wind's pandora
wind's sea
wind's breathing
wind's hug
wind's reading
wind's pains
wind's winds

It is our Memorabilia.

even crazy strongmen
who love money more than people
WARMONGERS
call themselves defenders of democracy
what is the evidence?
not with their sayings
but with their footsteps.

December
Heavy Boulder
Frozen Ground
Wandering the Barley Fields

Tearless and then
When Spring comes
New Barley
Rises powerfully.

how much do
the roots of the trees
want to move?

their lives
are forbearance
beginning to the end.

my mom passed away
but I look at you
and I smile.