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Nodeul Ferry Riverside

Posted by in Poems, The East

Sitting in the sap of spring by the weeping willow, wondering …whiling away and wondering if the flow of time can be tied – have you tried? Binding it by a stretch of willow at the trunk to catch the flow of time and tide By and by, near the Nodeul ferry riverside —— Twig and twine tying time to the tree Trust not its boughs and branches, not me, To stop the page of life’s mystery the blue ever flowing by mindless of the willow’s strength, and my sigh…read more

Recollections of Han

Posted by in Poems, The East

As evening approaches,
And night extends the sky’s expanse,
A neon canopy is cast over the vast extent
Of Seoul’s story unfolding
Framed by bustling traffic and avenues aflood with people.
A tale reflected in the quiet river,
Soulful and scenic,where its Han runs deep,
Its water forever infused with history’s narrative
And composed by nature’s recurring chronicle….


Posted by in The East

What dwell amid the rows of cement collars,
astride the mounted hills stepped with sustaining grass
and winding from the Seoul of late descent
came by morning of early trained mass?…


A Missionary Man’s Monarchy

Posted by in My Travels, The East

An Ode to Allen

Steeped in 500 years of Confucianism
The heritage of a dynastic Yi hermitage
Indoctrinated its population in the prism
Of expanding stasis, getting on in age.

Here begins the story of Horace
As he happed on the hapless case
Of Kojong and his hermit race
In a time of encroaching barbarians and Yi’s passing grace…

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