Echoing Song: Contemporary Korean Women PoetsPeter H. Lee White Pine Press, 2005 - 304 ˹éÒ Echoing Song presents the work of 20 contemporary Korean women poets active from the 1970s to the present. Each poet is represented with 10 to 15 poems reflecting the range of their poetic development. This anthology demonstrates the originality and variety of modern Korean women's poetry. The poets include Yi Hyangji, No Hyangnim, Ch'on Yanghui, Kang Ungyo, Mun Chonghui, Yi Kyongnim, Ko Chonghui, Ch'oe Sungja, Kim Sunghui, Kim Chongnam, Yi Chinmyong, Kim Hyesun, No Hyegyong, Hwang Insuk, Chong Hwajin, Yi Yonju, Yi Sanghui, Pak Sowon, Ho Sugyong and Na Huidok. Peter Lee is a professor of Korean studies at ULCA and has translated over 20 books. |
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... dead sea , the women lie down . Birds make their homes inside of women . A sandstorm blows . The shells of the eggs the birds hatched from and the remains of death are piled like empty cartridges . For something to be born and to die it ...
... dead sea , the women lie down . Birds make their homes inside of women . A sandstorm blows . The shells of the eggs the birds hatched from and the remains of death are piled like empty cartridges . For something to be born and to die it ...
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... , their hands gloved , clean away shards of glass and lift up one tiny mother , the mother of all mothers , bloodstained and eyes closed , and say , princess with ten fingers ! Not Knowing He's Dead Not knowing he's dead he hurries 185.
... , their hands gloved , clean away shards of glass and lift up one tiny mother , the mother of all mothers , bloodstained and eyes closed , and say , princess with ten fingers ! Not Knowing He's Dead Not knowing he's dead he hurries 185.
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... dead leather of his feet and runs like the wind through streets lined with tombstones Not knowing he's dead he returns , dusting himself off spreads his bedding beside the coffin of a dead woman Brittle hair falls down in a pile when he ...
... dead leather of his feet and runs like the wind through streets lined with tombstones Not knowing he's dead he returns , dusting himself off spreads his bedding beside the coffin of a dead woman Brittle hair falls down in a pile when he ...
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