5.13.15: Yoon Dong-joo's "A Poem That Came Easily" (1942)
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"A Poem That Came Easily"
The night rain whispers outside the window
of my six-mat room, in an alien country.
The poet has a sad vocation, I know:
should I write another line of poetry?
Having received my tuition from home in an envelope 5
soaked with the small of sweat and love,
I tuck my college notebook under my arm
and go off to listen to the lecture of an old professor.
Looking back, I see that I have lost my childhood friends:
one and two at a time—all of them. 10
What was it that I was hoping for,
and why am I simply sinking to the bottom alone?
Life is meant to be difficult:
it is too bad
that a poem comes so easily to me. 15
My six-mat room in an alien country:
The night rain whispers outside the window.
I light the lamp to drive out the darkness a little,
and I, in my last moments, wait for the morning,
which will come like a new era. 20
Extending a small hand to myself,
I offer myself the very first handshake,
tears, and condolences.
June 3, 1942
Contributors
- Poems and biography excerpted from Sky, Wind, and Stars (2003) reprinted with permission from Jain Publishing Company, Kyung-nyun Kim Richards and Steffen F. Richards. Licensed CC BY-NC-ND 4.0.