The Disappearance

Poem / Trans. Lee Jong Woo

Sounds sinking into the village mountain
Vanish by the high buildings
And the shill bathed on the sand brightly is
Stained with the black sewage

Days the fullness shout out to the pollution
And days cleared away and got entangled.
Children not had his old home in the rough road
Live knowing the empty mannequin is man.

In front the sunset I want to touch the old days of hungry
Worried about the sun of tomorrow
Sound lived in the village mountain
Come here to bore the ears and minds.