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Park Jin-gwan The Poet's Bones 53 Seonjisik 19th. 46. Hyena UK
Hyena UK
If you compare Britain to an animal, it is a hyena.
On the behavior of which Britain is proud
No “poet” ever spoke,
Now I'm going to talk about "England"
All the “World” Poets “About England”
Let's say that they were invaders as a poem
It is said that England is a country where the sun does not set.
It is evidence that England invaded countries in the South.
It is clear that England "invaded" the country in the south.
"Poets of England, write"
British poet romantic poet
Wordsworthen Poets Praise Poets reflect
Even after invasion of another country, romance attention is poetry
Was it something that was “concealed” like that?
England says “surely” “hello”
Poets all over the world, who wrote 'poems' about 'England'
As a poem, it says, “Let England be cursed.”
Do you agree with? Do you agree with me or the proposal?
England is Hiyanā,
Illusion is not a disease
While I didn’t know, I pretended to know
I made a mistake.
Sincerely, I repent, forgive me
Oh please forgive me
Even if you complain with tears, it’s useless
In Busan, people with disabilities
To ask for directions to the subway
The direction to take the subway without even knowing
Teach me, give me, and know my mistakes
Where is the way from Yangjeong to Seomyeon?
Is this place a lot?
I inadvertently answered
As I went out of the subway ticket gate
I was able to “know” that you had given me by mistake
Even if I try to inform you that you have already “go back”
I left in the opposite direction
How can I get rid of my misunderstanding?
I was really, really, really wrong.
Please forgive me
Talking about the past times
Camellia flowers fall
At the bottom of the garden where the camellia flowers are “falling”
The night where you can see the pain that “vomits” blood
There are “stars” whispering in the sky
A voice calling me from the other side of time
I just keep my eyes open
I don't have anything I want anymore
Of despair, only the waterwheel is “returning.”
In the dry reservoir
Only weeds are overgrown.
In the beginning, the appearance of a flower blooming
Are you going to open your eyes to the sound of gayageum?
The “sound” you hear is “still” just “quiet”
rose = love
Roses have thorns
In order for the flowers to “speak” of each other
Seeing a butterfly calling a bee
The rose throws its fragrance into the air
Butterflies and bees were forbidden to approach.
Still, “roses” are said to have a “scent” in their flowers.
In the world flower middle scentless flower
It is named “Flower of Evil”.
A “hot” kiss from the flower of evil
It makes one's existence oblivion.
If you call it a rose
Butterflies and bees vomit a lot of pollution
The appearance of trying to hide
Ah How come roses do not have fragrance
Because this is the moment when my “life” dreams also “crumbled”
To the rose, a flower without love
It is said to be the “flower” of evil.
sinking body
My “body” is going to “sink” point by point
As your eyes become closer, your head starts to stumble.
A very long times given to me
In order to rescue the “monks” who were “perished” in the Buddha
I went all over the country to obtain signatures from the high priests.
It means from Jeju Island to “Odaesan Mountain,” which is “far” in the distance.
By the way, the abbot of Woljeongsa Temple, who lives in Mt. Odae,
He did not participate in the signing,
So, the monk who was driving and running the car
A car crashed into a rock in the middle of Mt. Odae.
On that day, I hit the car with my head on the windshield.
I have lost my mind.
On that day, it was swollen to me sick sleep unable to
The sickness founded will come now at this moment, just like that day
It sinks and becomes a “going” ship.
I have a “sinking” ship
Ah ah I cannot sink yet,
loud wind
I heard the sound of the great wind in the days of Sami
Great wind The sound is as is
After the years have passed, I have heard the sound of the wind and the wind.
Like a star floating in the distant sky
You are “vomiting” the light
The sound of the “big wind” that I heard in the “sami” period
Being a bhikkhu and hearing it, is it the same?
Dosolcheon, which will be on a far far day
Visit = Maitreya who resides in the palace
As if looking at the smile of Maitreya
I can hear the sound of the strong wind
Dopiansa clear water drink
Dopiansa clear water drink
The wind that blows in prose
The Buddha who greets the wind
He is curing sickness to his sentient beings!
The water is clear Dopiansae clear water
I'm keeping the book that was given to me.
In the sky, the stars are “spitting out” light
Look to the west, where the gates of heaven open.
Because “someone” is in Seosan
The sun rised to the west
Banya Like a dragon boat to stir up
Clear water springs up there as well
Escape Clear Drink water
It is said that the bodies of those who were sick have recovered.
Dopiansa Buddha's Salvation of sentient beings Seowon
Today, it is being described as “achieved”.
Good tea or a drink
What is it that you are still suffering from?
Like a dream, it was “easy” and “life” goes on
You don’t know have first tea a cup of tea
Life is like a “floating” “floating” cloud in the air.
Do you still not know?
Crying sounds hearing in the void
See even so suffocating dream
Even with such a “body” leading “going around”
So while drinking first tea or a cup of
Sit alone in an empty room
Sitting alone in an empty room and reminiscing about the past
Everything is useless clothes wearing body
On that day, I hear the “nameless” person, the cry, the voice
Even if the “cough” voice of despair resounds in the mountains and rivers
Even if you throw your whole body into the pouring snow
I want to tell you tonight as a “sorrowful” story “poetry”
Before Darkness Comes, Sunset, Sunset, Ride the Clouds
Dosolcheon Naewon Palace Mireuk-nim Friendship
I know that it is the “most” greatest “sermon”
Nam evaluation is the way
“It was childhood” “Nampyeong” “walked in the field”
On his way to visit his grandmother's house, there was a pepper field in the mud field.
Said it was red, it was smiling
I don’t know whose name it is, but in the field
It was a field where Mangbuseok stood
During the Donghak crisis, he carried a bamboo spear and went out and never returned.
I searched for it like a cracker that was in the ground
Even though there is no “no” trace left
I am trying to find the soul that is there.
Even if you say that “living” one life is “a dream”
It is said that living while dreaming is a pleasure
The sorrows of the resistors who died after eat the poisons remain
Donghak = or = Western Learning = confronting = Nampyeong
My grandmother's house was a 'collapsed' empty house
Over there, it's raining, the wind is blowing, but
Afternoon when the clouds are floating on the mountain peak
You're deciding where to go
Wind blow hurry up blow
Namjoon said, “On the road,” there are “clouds” coming down.
February 16, 2023