A Small Love Song

  • onOctober 21, 2015
  • Vol.29 Autumn 2015
  • byHwang Tong-gyu
Wind Burial
Tr. Grace Loving Gibson and Hwang Tong-gyu


Received your letter enclosing our yesterdays.
The ways which had followed you all the time
suddenly disappeared.
Many other things also disappeared.
The stones we played with when we were young
are embedded now, hiding their faces.
I love you, love you, and in the cold evening sky
shattering cracks begin to show.
Light snow blows on the wind.
A few flakes,
no place, no way to land upon the earth,
awakened, trembling, float endlessly in the air.

Author's Profile

Hwang Tong-gyu is a professor emeritus at Seoul National University and chairperson of the literature department at the National Academy of Arts. He was a visiting professor at UC Berkeley and NYU, and participated in the University of Iowa's International Writing Program. He has received the Lee San Literature Prize, Daesan Literary Award, Midang Literary Award, and Eungwan Order of Cultural Merit. His books of poems have been translated into English, German, French, and Spanish.