At the Age of Thirty
- onJune 19, 2018
- Vol.40 Summer 2018
- byKim Haengsook
- Poems of Kim Yideum, Kim Haengsook & Kim Min Jeong
Tr. Jake Levine 201776pp.
You need the sun shine. The woman put me in a stroller and
we took a walk around the park. Where is the sun shine? I need
something I can touch and play with. I looked up at the woman.
The woman also looked up somewhere.
I said Mother.
Child, you are just briefly reminiscing about the past, but the world
has changed a lot. The woman released her hands from the grip
of the stroller.
Was it just the wheels that turned? . . . The tree I smashed my
car into arched its back. The leaves, the leaves. I think I heard
the leaves’ shrill cackling. Ah, ah, ah. What is this place that I am
Love, what’s the matter? Disheveled, my love asks. My head is
lodged in the steering wheel. Where was I headed to? Wherever
it was, I couldn’t stop. I slowly look up at my love.