[One Sip of a Book] We Endured Until Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday... "An Almost Magical Thing"

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“About the miracle that we survived until Wednesday, it was almost like magic,” the poetry collection is a solid tribute sent to all the outcasts of the world, between Wednesday and Friday, between people and love. Poet Cheon Seobong, who debuted in 2005 with 'Writer's World,' was praised for his poetic style that is “very delicate and fragile like silk thread yet has strong traction” and his ability to “convey meaning three-dimensionally through gentle yet persistent emotional language” and “deliver it as a serene poetic resonance.” The poet impressively depicts the image of the ‘ankle-lost ones,’ who are already dead or vanished, still living and breathing somewhere in an alley corner.

At the innermost part of my sorrow lies the sex family factory//In the morning, a new child was born and walked out toward the road//Children who went out to the road never returned to this alley//The children’s faces resembled my dead half-sibling, whom I cannot recall//Today is the thirtieth anniversary of the factory manager uncle of the sex family factory//The factory’s chimney gradually grew and became a symbol of this alley//When I sat at the dinner table calling for small talk, the dust like my uncle’s beard quietly settled on the table - from “The Unclosed Alley - Sex Family Factory” full text

All forecasts omit the unknown fever, and the contour lines between you and me no longer exist. At this level, it is not that there is no sadness, but there is nothing to be sad about. After the wind fell asleep, nothing could fall asleep - from “The Unclosed Alley - O” excerpt

I visited you in the evening, worried that you would take one step closer/and then run away one step again, truly pitch black/the evening darkened, and we who followed behind darkened/When I slightly confused you and me, I wrote in my diary that there is sadness that I do not want to change - from “Placebo You” excerpt

Wednesday is Young and Friday is Too Old | Written by Cheon Seobong | Munhakdongne | 136 pages | 12,000 KRW

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