Azaleas: A Book of PoemsColumbia University Press, 2007 - 200 páginas Available for the first time in English, Azaleas is a captivating collection of poems by a master of the early Korean modernist style. Published in 1925, Azaleas is the only collection Kim Sowol (1902-1934) produced during his brief life, yet he remains one of Korea's most beloved and well-known poets. His work is a delightful and sophisticated blend of the images, tonalities, and rhythms of traditional Korean folk songs with surprisingly modern forms and themes. Sowol is also known for his unique and sometimes unsettling perspective, expressed through loneliness, longing, and a creative use of dream imagery-a reflection of Sowol's engagement with French Symbolist poetry. Azaleas recounts the journey of a young Korean as he travels from the northern P'yongyang area near to the cosmopolitan capital of Seoul. Told through an array of voices, the poems describe the young man's actions as he leaves home, his experiences as a student and writer in Seoul, and his return north. Although considered a landmark of Korean literature, Azaleas speaks to readers from all cultures. An essay by Sowol's mentor, the poet Kim Ok, concludes the collection and provides vital insight into Sowol's work and life. This elegant translation by David R. McCann, an expert on modern Korean poetry, maintains the immediacy and richness of Sowol's work and shares with English-language readers the quiet beauty of a poet who continues to cast a powerful spell on generations of Korean readers. |
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... bird must cry and cry SO go on your way , another ten ri and cry away , cry away . Worn down by the rains , the field bird cries . Willow trees by Ch'onan Crossing soaked and drooping , let down their strands . Though the rain falls a ...
... bird cries . Why does it cry , the bird ? Deep mountain gorge , it cries trying to cross over that ridge . And the snows fall , and falling , cover over . Today again , on a day's journey of seventy , eighty ri , turned round , trying ...
... bird I could go free . I cannot go , cannot go back to the home where my love stays . To come , or to go : the thought mocks me ! Alas , Samsu Kapsan imprisons me . I long for home , but Samsu Kapsan is my prison . No way back . For ...
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Acknowledgments_xiii | 1 |
The Cricket | 2 |
Someday Long After | 15 |
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