Categories: POETRY

PROLOGUE: Poetry, by Yun Dong-ju

PROLOGUE

That I may look up at the sky until the day I die,

without even an ounce of shame.

Also for the wind that blows through the leaves,

I have suffered.

With the soul that sings the stars,

I have to love all the things that go towards death.

And then, the way that I was assigned,

I will have to go.

Even tonight,

the stars are crying shaken by the wind.

(Yun Dong-ju)

http://www.amazon.com/Sky-Wind-Stars-Tong-Ju-Yun/dp/0895818264

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