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from the November 2005 issue: Seoul Searching

that dark cold blue

Winter day, under a short tree
The quick hurried steps
That dark cold blue light

Drawn out by a fleeting glimpse
The light entered me
Stayed and lived in me

There are certain lights, so short
One can see them only sometimes
Crouching low, tilting the head up

November 2005
Seoul Searching
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