Two beggars
sharing a meal of the food they’ve been given

The new moon shines intensely


In a poor family’s yard
the moon’s so bright it could beat out rice-cakes


Get yourself a friend
come to know a foe
Get yourself a foe
come to know a friend

What kind of game is this?


A thousand drops
hanging from a dead branch

The rain did not fall for nothing


Without a sound

resin buried underground is turning into amber
while above the first snow is falling

Translated from the Korean by Brother Anthony of Taizé, Young-moo Kim and Gary Gac