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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... sleep , eat and sleep , eat and sleep . The aborted babies returned to slumber's fragile jar : Let's carry Mom away ; let's tear Mom to pieces . Bringing up Mom cost money , too . Once they'd escaped from sleep , the children , dripping ...
... sleep , eat and sleep , eat and sleep . The aborted babies returned to slumber's fragile jar : Let's carry Mom away ; let's tear Mom to pieces . Bringing up Mom cost money , too . Once they'd escaped from sleep , the children , dripping ...
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... sleep and half - awareness , in fog as taut as metal wire dead helicopters float and even if political power has changed we no longer sing inside the grave . Unexpected letters come from a faraway country , and we return them unread ...
... sleep and half - awareness , in fog as taut as metal wire dead helicopters float and even if political power has changed we no longer sing inside the grave . Unexpected letters come from a faraway country , and we return them unread ...
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... sleep , even sleep - talking in his dream . Or could it be showers of large - flaked snow ? In the snowfall , the winter night summons the window's memories of rain and intones a requiem . Startled , I ask , " Is that you ? " I'm alone ...
... sleep , even sleep - talking in his dream . Or could it be showers of large - flaked snow ? In the snowfall , the winter night summons the window's memories of rain and intones a requiem . Startled , I ask , " Is that you ? " I'm alone ...
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