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. |
¨Ò¡´éÒ¹ã¹Ë¹Ñ§Ê×Í
¼Å¡Òäé¹ËÒ 1 - 3 ¨Ò¡ 18
˹éÒ 66
... heard that bees converse with sound . Converse ! I heard that if you blow a bugle in the woods the hunt will go well . Hunt ! I heard that orange stonecrop grows only in a barren rocky place . Barren place ! I heard that upon seeing ...
... heard that bees converse with sound . Converse ! I heard that if you blow a bugle in the woods the hunt will go well . Hunt ! I heard that orange stonecrop grows only in a barren rocky place . Barren place ! I heard that upon seeing ...
˹éÒ 68
... heard . The heard inaudible . With your words . Poetry , literature , today's literature hills , all . -from the epilogue to the collection Day on a Star Rotation 1 Day wanes . Faraway , an empty field 68 Kang Ûngyo /
... heard . The heard inaudible . With your words . Poetry , literature , today's literature hills , all . -from the epilogue to the collection Day on a Star Rotation 1 Day wanes . Faraway , an empty field 68 Kang Ûngyo /
˹éÒ 210
... heard the sound . Who knows what remains though the heart still beating is heard . I walked endlessly here far , I came too far . Flapping tattered flesh , hanging like an old wooden clapper clattering inside a temple bell It doesn't ...
... heard the sound . Who knows what remains though the heart still beating is heard . I walked endlessly here far , I came too far . Flapping tattered flesh , hanging like an old wooden clapper clattering inside a temple bell It doesn't ...
©ºÑºÍ×è¹æ - ´Ù·Ñé§ËÁ´
¤ÓáÅÐÇÅÕ·Õ辺ºèÍÂ
autumn baby beautiful bird blood blows body breath child clock comes a crazy crazy wench darkness daughter dawn death deep door dragonfly dream earth eggs empty eyes face fall feet flesh float flowers grass Haenam hair Han River hand hang head heart Igloo Insa-dong inside Kangnam kkot Korean language Korean literature Korean women Kwangju laugh leaves light literary live look Metonymy mirror moon Mother mountain Munhak Munhak kwa chisôngsa night Nonduality p'ansori pain path persimmon poems Prague Spring quietly rag mop rises river road Sangji University scatter Segyesa Seoul shadow shaking silence Sin Saimdang sleep snow someone sorrow soul sound suddenly sunlight tears there's things thông thông thông tree trembling voice walk wall waves wind window wings woman women poets women's poetry words yard Yi Sang Yi Sunsin