20 January, 2011

FLOWER

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Until I spoke his name
he was nothing more
than a set of gestures.

Once I had spoken his name

he came to me and
became a flower.

Won't someone speak my name,

one matching my colour and scent,
as I spoke his name?
I want to come to him
and become his flower.

We all of us

want to become something.
We want to become unforgettable significance
I for you and you for me.

    by Kim Ch'un- su (Kim Uchang into English)

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