Kinsley Lee
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-In Memory of the Air-Force Pilot, the Father Myung-Ryul Park, and his Son In-Chul Park…
The hillside is dusky when the sun set in the west,
The riverbank the road lights flash on the dandy creased
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In early morning, whenever open the eyes,
It flows that the unrecoverable old stories, suddenly.
The autumn airs are whirling like the spring tides,
The regrets and sorrows surges upon to me.
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At dawn, through the open window embrace,
Whispers of weeping voices reach to my bed.
But down the park, to the grove I tread, where
The chorus of insects' hushes, silence spread.
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Dong-Ju, Yoon
On the night of the day when I came back
At same room, my skeleton was running after and lying
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Sah-Eon, Yang
Even the Tae-mountain is high,
But the limit is the sky.
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Dong-Ju, Yoon
The white washcloth is wrapped the black brains.
The white rubber shoes are hung on the rough feet.
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Hong-Gu, Heo
My dear friends! Ah! My friends who're genial and kind,
When I receive the obituary notice, my heart sinks to wind.
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The hottest summer and the coldest winter,
You're with the people who did not know by the order,
You'd fought with the soldiers who were from all lands
And offered your hand to the poor and shook hands.
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By the cliffs of the Baekma River, the shadows
Cast and darkly sway,
A vibrant splendor fades into the realm
Of dreams, far away.
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Dr Syngman Rhee
They wonder, 'Why have you moved your home to live by the riverside? ',
And every visitor asks that the reason I'm living in riverside..
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Dr Syngman Rhee
Spending the all of lifetime as a wanderer on the last day's night
Of the year. Thoughts of hometown intensify each year on this night.
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Dr. Syngman Rhee
Republic the 2nd year, November 1920,
To be a far guest, seeking a journey from Hawaii, secretly boarded
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By Cho Yeon-dang, Min Eun-suk
Cumulus clouds, iridescent cords
Ari Ari Arario. Arari Arario.
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By Cho Yeon-dang, Min Eun-suk
Between the trees and trees,
There stands a tree in its prime height.
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Still, mountains and fields there're red patches,
Because the cold is jealous the warm spring,
Plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, and bamboos
On the canvas, the friends're harmoniously dancing.
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- The Compilation of the Articles of Three Generations
She ordered to compile the Silla's Ballads,
And to gather all of the cross country,
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- Reality
She ascended to the throne, but the esteemed position
Was merely the title is empty,
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- Tax Exemption to the People
Because of the bad harvest, the year,
The people suffered famine and wandered,
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- Silla's Thieves
Forty years have passed since Jang Bogo's
Cheonghae marine fortnight fell,
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Kinsley Lee Biography
* Name: Sang-Gog Ki-Woon Lee * Born in Seoul * Graduate from Sogang University * Graduate from Korea Air & Open University * Studied at KAIST. * Had been worked at OPC. * Had been worked at Samsung Electronics Co. * Had been worked as an Adjunct Professor at EEC of the Sogang University. * Had been worked as an Visiting Professor at Kyun-Yang University. * Working at CapusPartners Co. * A member of the Han-Gang Literature Association. * Writing the Korean Shi or Shijo, English Poem, Traditional Chinese Poem titled the Hanshi and a literary critic.)
The Best Poem Of Kinsley Lee
The Ode For Twin Star
-In Memory of the Air-Force Pilot, the Father Myung-Ryul Park, and his Son In-Chul Park…
The hillside is dusky when the sun set in the west,
The riverbank the road lights flash on the dandy creased
Roads. In the small cell, they prepare for their rest.
And on the sky, the stars appear their faces in the east.
But the outside of the land the day's affair's not finished,
Under the starlight their busyness are not diminished.
One day the gravestone was erected in this hallowed ground,
And with greeting, a new star appeared in the sky at night,
And the four-year son's waiting his sire to the airplane's sound,
And longing for father but only the star's beaming the light
When he grown up, been an air-force pilot to fly
But one day, sadly he chased his father in the sky.
Yon, the twin tombstones on this land. Hark!
The twin stars on the sky, on this hill and river, they shine.
Without the resting the gray tombstones gleam in dark,
The last post blows the calmly sounds in this shrine.
For their living days for their country they did their best,
And the small cells under the ground the all souls rest.
Owing to the sacrifice of the stars the road-lights shine
And the Pleasure boat progress upstream on the river
And hot summer on the farm the grapes are maturing on the vine
For wine. We must not forget their sacrifice forever.
For this country, he left this land for being a star,
And even his son chased him for being another star.
(10th, Jul.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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