Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

박노해 - 나무가 그랬다

비바람 치는 나무 아래서
찢어진 생가지를 어루만지며
'이 또한 지나가리라' 울먹이자

나무가 그랬다
정직하게 맞아야 지나 간다고
뿌리까지 흔들리며 지나간다고

좋은때도 있고 나쁜때도 있지만
그냥 그렇게 지나가는 것이 아니라고
뼛속까지 새기며 지나가는 거라고

나무가 그랬다

오직 그때만 할 수 있는 일이 있다고
행운의 때건 불운의 때건 지금 이 순간
꼭 해야만 하는 일이 있다고

비바람치는 산길에서
나무가 그랬다 
나무가 그랬다

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Ode by Arthur O'Shaughnessy

We are the music makers,
  And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
  And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,     5
  On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
  Of the world for ever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,     10
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
  Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure     15
  Can trample a kingdom down.

We, in the ages lying
  In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
  And Babel itself in our mirth;     20
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
  To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
  Or one that is coming to birth.

A breath of our inspiration     25
Is the life of each generation;
A wondrous thing of our dreaming
Unearthly, impossible seeming—
The soldier, the king, and the peasant
  Are working together in one,     30
Till our dream shall become their present,
  And their work in the world be done.

They had no vision amazing
Of the goodly house they are raising;
They had no divine foreshowing     35
Of the land to which they are going:
But on one man's soul it hath broken,
  A light that doth not depart;
And his look, or a word he hath spoken,
  Wrought flame in another man's heart.     40

And therefore to-day is thrilling
With a past day's late fulfilling;
And the multitudes are enlisted
In the faith that their fathers resisted,
And, scorning the dream of to-morrow,     45
  Are bringing to pass, as they may,
In the world, for its joy or its sorrow,
  The dream that was scorned yesterday.

But we, with our dreaming and singing,
  Ceaseless and sorrowless we!     50
The glory about us clinging
  Of the glorious futures we see,
Our souls with high music ringing:
  O men! it must ever be
That we dwell, in our dreaming and singing,     55
  A little apart from ye.

For we are afar with the dawning
  And the suns that are not yet high,
And out of the infinite morning
  Intrepid you hear us cry—     60
How, spite of your human scorning,
  Once more God's future draws nigh,
And already goes forth the warning
  That ye of the past must die.

Great hail! we cry to the comers     65
  From the dazzling unknown shore;
Bring us hither your sun and your summers;
  And renew our world as of yore;
You shall teach us your song's new numbers,
  And things that we dreamed not before:     70
Yea, in spite of a dreamer who slumbers,
  And a singer who sings no more.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

'Democracy is always loud' by Park No-hae

A quiet forest is a forest that has burned down. 
A quiet river is a river that is stagnating behind a dam.
A neat field filled with the same kind of flower is an artificial field.
Democracy is always loud, contentious, and boisterous.
That’s the best kind of sustainable efficiency.

조용한 숲은 불타버린 숲이다
조용한 강은 댐에 갇혀 썩어가는 강이다
하나의 꽃만 질서정연한 대지는 인공의 대지다
민주사회는 늘 시끄럽고 부딪치고 소란스러운 것
그것이 지속 가능한 최고의 효율인 것

-Park No-hae

source


민주주의는 시끄러운 것
나라의 모든 권력이 국민에게 나오기에
주인들이 너도나도 한마디씩 하면
주인들이 너도나도 한요구씩 하면

원래 민주국가는 시끄러운
떼법 공화국
시위 공화국
파업 공화국
그래야 살아 있는 민주질서지

조용한 숲은 불타버린 숲이다
조용한 강은 댐에 갇혀 썩어가는 강이다
하나의 꽃만 질서정연한 대지는 인공의 대지다
민주사회는 늘 시끄럽고 부딪치고 소란스러운 것
그것이 지속 가능한 최고의 효율인 것

시위도 없고 파없도 없고 조용한 나라는
민주주의가 죽어가는 독재의 나라이니

국민이 무력감을 느끼면 민주주의가 아니다
거리와 광장이 시위함성으로 살아 있는 나라
머슴인 대통령과 권력자에게
언제든 정당성을 묻고 감시 통제하는 나라

집회와 시위와 파업은
권리가 아니라 주인의 의무
민주공화국은 주인들 모두가
'전문 시위꾼'인 나라이다
알겠는가, 머슴들아
 

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Mickey Rooney

I'll eat your dog! 
I'll eat your cat,
I'll eat your rat and your crickets!
I'll eat your kids! 
I'll eat your kids' kids,
then serve it back to you like kung pao chicken!
Put in my buck-teeth and smile,

 
"thank you and have nice day."