Sunday, July 11, 2010

Mortgaged Time


Korean East Coast
Originally uploaded by raYmon

The ocean water, one thousand and eight eyed,
opens its lids of white foam
to axe you, wide and deep
sixty years long.

fall my heart, from the temple of time
fall, you blossoms, from rain drenched branches
fall, as tears fall from the widened eye

Dark words, harder days are coming
where Korea's sky blackens the earth,
it's wounded tiger seeks a cave for its hate
handing you the monks bowl of rice water.

A handful of pain is lost in the sunken ships.
Only hope cowers blinded by the flame
Where Korea's earth blackens the sky,
a hand looks for solace and fills the plaza with yearning.

Before winter hears the call through the first sun
the unspeakable, said softly, steals over the land.


Korean East Coast

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::note:: ... the first anniversary of my visit to Korea ... an Ingeborg Bachmann In the Storm of Roses mashup ...