THE SNOWY NIGHT – Poetry, by Moon Tae-jun

THE SNOWY NIGHT

Oh, my lover who had pure eyes; oh, the silver scales that occupied your eyes. Tonight snow falls. Oh, my poor lover who wrapped my neck with a white towel and washed my face, a sacred quiet descends upon the lonely planet. I close my eyes to remember the time your hands washed my face.

(Moon Tae-jun)