"Pebble" by Choi Dong-Ho



                                         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