"Pebble" by Choi Dong-Ho

Pebble

 

                                         Choi Dong-Ho

 

Seated back resting on a cool wall

audible to my thinned ears

 

raindrops falling in the cold wind

from the eaves of a mountain village earthen house

 

winter snow skirting a walled path

makes way for new shoots and, minnows

 

spring light black-pupiled

a pebble glistens sprouting sound of breath.

 

 

 

 

 

*Translated by Sophie Bowman