some poem by a korean poet i read in a poetry reading session.
Old Tale
(Kim So Wol)
when the night descends quiet in darkness
when the night descends over the dim lamplight
overcome by the loneliness and the pains
i weep listlessly shedding tears by myself
in the days past i lived life
in my little world without knowing tears
i memorized then without feeling the sorrow
even the old tale of the past
however, after my love has left me
after my love has left me forever
everything i have had before
has just vanished away hither and thither
nonetheless, there is still in my memory
only the old tale i once remembered
the old tale that gets evermore vivid
makes me weep at a trifle cause
