Offering a Flower

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

Do you love me?
With those words
I go clambering up the dizzying cliff.
The higher I climb
the higher the dim cliff rises and above it
the flower
where your answer blooms in secret
and on finding that ecstasy
I must give my life,
the lofty sanctuary
of hands touching,
while I only strive to approach
a sparkling concentration of
Freed, freed of the body,
rising as a whirlwind,
that dark moment
when even heaven closes its eyes, giddy,
as by the meeting of eyes
surviving deepest blue
I pluck and offer that flower.



Translated by Brother Anthony of Taizé and Chung Eun-Gwi

Author's Profile

Shin Dalja is a member of the National Academy of Arts, and has served as the chair of the Society of Korean Poets. She has received the Republic of Korea’s Eungwan (Silver Crown) Order of Cultural Merit, the Chong Chi-Yong Literature Prize, the Daesan Literary Award, and the Gong Cho Literature Award. Her poetry collection Paper has been translated into Mongolian and Spanish, and Passionate Love into German.