“She comes each morning/ with the sea on her head.// Fresh oysters for sale, fresh oysters!/ She cries like the sunlight…”
By Kang Ūn-gyo, translated from Korean by Kevin O’Rourke.
“What I throw out to the world/ is a silver thread, that thin line I throw…”
By Kang Ŭn-gyo, translated from Korean by Ann Y. Choi.