• onJanuary 5, 2017
  • Vol.34 Winter 2016
  • byShin Dalja


Dear Child,
If you’re getting on the Internet
take with you
a sheet of paper, just like a charm.
If you pass through fleshpots
where temptations are rampant,
or get snatched by the ankle
by those genome genes,
or lose sight in the web of radio waves
flashing in torrents,
or face
monsters, bogs, fierce winds,
then listen to the paper’s voice
rising clear and crisp.

If you tire out, all giddy
flustered navigating
from site to site,
then take a sheet of blank paper
and with all your mind
write down each letter of your name
stroke by stroke.


Translated by Cho Young-Shil