I'm so heartbroken today
My body is tired
I come to the study room
to look at my favorite poetry
Narrow but not narrow
This room from beginning to end
No matter how many times
I search
I can't find her book of poems
I take a bath and come back
I search again, but I can't find it
I use cell phone flash
but I can't find it
Should I check Amazon?
I'm about to give up
Just one more time
I sit at my desk and try to think her face
Poverty, hunger, disease, oppression
And in the midst of separation
without losing warmth and love
She wrote poems
in addition to
The landscapes and people in the poem
she loved them
I make up my mind
after a bath
On the right side of desk
I look at
poetry books of my favorite poets
And then
I see the hem of her blue skirt
with numerous square black dots
I quickly tug it up
I finally found her
"Collected Poems Marya Zaturenska Pulitzer Prize poet"
No matter what happens
Sleep with me tonight
I'll make sure to read it all
Tomorrow".

even if
count good deeds
evil events
do not count
do not record
in your heart.

everyone unconditionally
even if we claim to be
distant relatives
we are becoming one
family to survive
as myself.

When the moon rises
the night disappears
The disappeared night
enters my heart
I chase the starlight
The wind blows
where the starlight falls
and the lost lovers
shake the earth.

using enemy boss
by killing allied
we shall win.

but imperfect
human
go towards perfection
because of love.

failed
does not mean
you didn't succeed

failure
the seed of success.

Suffering is the price of being alive.

"going home in the rain".

The sands
do not want to be a pearl
even if they meet a pearl oyster
they are not happy
Not meeting many friends
Not sharing many stories
with the reeds
with the waves
than living in the expensive showcase
they want to reside on the *******
Wind
Children's play
a lover's bed
if they are trampled
falling down like a sandcastle
Carrying the loneliness of winter
The sands
refuse to be a pearl
never leaving the riverside
The white sands
remaining as a beautiful habitat
be purified and recovered
as a buffer zone
Not envy the pearl that will be displayed.

A pearl was sands at first.

if we are failing marriage but we cannot fail loving.

Daughter,
Sofia traveled to London, England
and apologize for coming
a London ballpoint pen with
a London Bridge notebook
brighten smiling
and give them to me

I can't tell you how happy I am

Son,
Noah said pick up next Monday night
same day, same time, different airfield
father-in-law and mother-in-law are coming
so to make matters worse,
his wrist is injured
and can't greeting Mom.

I can't tell you how happy I am.

In a storm

(bent
Broken
Shaken

Bending but not breaking
Shaken but not broken
broken

buried in the ground
raising a sprout
strength

The power of love
Make a node
and make the wind sing)

Doesn't it make Wasteland into Loam?

Love that cannot be given
A lover
who disappears when given.

it snows, it rains, it rains, it snows, just my love.

life is a series of points where response and reciprocation meet.

Hey
Ludolph
I love you
Your words
Let me love
Not you
Your others
Your gait
Your quietness
Our stubble-plain
For a long time
Let me tell you
I have no Idea.

don't win, don't lose...then you victory.

from low to high
ascending
from high to low
descending

which is harder?

actually,
going from high to low
also
ascending.

Joy is sharper than sorrow.

If you try to have everyone's love, you will lose everyone.

the future me meets
the past me
they have a conversation
It will be proud of
the present me.

the traitor is betrayed... with an greater betrayal.

Immature
I lean on my cell phone
and type and breathe
smiling
crying
while drinking memories
excited and
and purify the air of the world.

Wild wind is the regulars of
the old and worn-out restaurant
They hide time with them
Early in the morning, people
Step over you without being seen
Pass over you
Through endless tiring days
By bridge, not by boat
By car, not by swimming
We are busy with suicides, love stories, and business
Modern civilization is disappearing from our feet
Like a child chasing soap bubbles
The streets are crowded
And no footsteps remain

Pain, injury, wailing......wars
Even if the futility covers you like fog
You do not shiver in the cold
You do not pant in the heat
Even if the streets bend like taffy
Even if the streets melt like marshmallow
Thus the shadows turn white
Thousands, tens of thousands
Hide in one invisible room.

Your name was not Hudson
You were not even visible
Things that hid you are disappearing
Fog water forest pebbles
Clock sky cloud forest
Maple path cliff rocks
Twilight sunrise sunset calm waves
Sailboats and fishermen and fishermen boys and girls and old men
Disappearing into the great house

Quiet you.

peace is the absence of loneliness
where there is no loneliness, there is peace
                        but
don't try to remove loneliness
make peace with loneliness

that is a little value of life.

To endure a cruel day
after the prayer
sit on an old table
collect both hands
look out the window
like the rising sun
Hot and Cruel
the day begins
drinking a coffee scent
let's open the door of the day
with only heart
The quiet heart shakes
The turbulent sea,
i see an invisible workplace
Well -grilled
as the white bread pops out
"good morning"
Surprised by greetings
Like greeting me while eating
also i give a gesture to the day
it will be life.

If there is a reason
It is not a doubt.

in order
without disorder

we can't live
for a moment

in animal cage
there is also no peace.

for Lenna

Love
can do everything
without doing anything.

Good Morning
everything whispers to me
this moment
I give it to you alone.

Your backside
Your side
Your front
I see it all
Your wise days
Your rich days
Your happy people
I see it all.

I place
the complete works of
my favorite poet
or
poetry books
on top of the trash
can.

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".

the best thing you can do is to admit you're wrong.

putting sorrow to sleep,
not getting rid of it.

that is
why love is sacrifice.

Frozen
winter
melting
Spring sunshine...

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.

Being recognized for potential is the greatest joy of being a writer.

Accept with love, your will will be done.

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

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Run, not fly.

there are no 100-point children
just as there are no 100-point parents
of course there are
there are no 0-point parents
just as there are no 0-point children
because love is not measured in numbers.

power of love is faith
faith in action is love.

picnic Highlight
scavenger hunt

visible hidden
i found no treasure

i hunted for
hidden places that day.

I asked perfect Love
"Please let me see my spouse's love?"
Years passed without a response
Today, I made a very ordinary mistake
Of course, the second time
Then my spouse shouted at me
"You crazy Psychopaths...
I can't live with you...
I'm going crazy!"
I clearly saw my spouse's love
Then perfect Love said
"Now, just give the love!"
I shed tears of gratitude.

The value of art
The power to die
The fullness and overflow of life.

People are living with
Different loves in
The dreams and fears
To win profit or honor
Living
Loving
These are reality

If there is a love that goes beyond
Love cannot be seen
Live is
Peace of Loss and Dishonor
accepting sacrifice
For me, Not me
Oil of the lamp, Not perfume
fade away into odorous

I must throw away myself
into the light.

A tree that turns misery into happiness

And turns carbon dioxide into oxygen

An artist who never died.

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The shortest is the most precious.