It’s time that ginkgo leaves are dyeing
And Kam-Hong-Ro’re growing ripe
The perfume of the spirituous liquors are spreading,
And the winds blow the maple leaves to sipe.
In the field, the fallen leaves are rolling
And in the open bar, the people touch their glasses.
And the western sky is redly glowing,
And the crimson lights shine, over the glasses.
For a thousand years they’d distilled the liquors,
There’d been many songs along the rivers.
And there‘re various gins among the rivers
And hills, and there were many gin-makers
Luckily the traditional gin’s been reborn,
The people could not but cheer with the gin,
When walking in the autumn leaves in Morn
Lights, and felt the scent of the djinn.
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 27th, 2023 18:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Kam-Hong-Ro is the traditional gin in Korea. Kam-Hong-Ro was written in the old story in Korea, and some regards that "the Kam-Hong-Ro is one of the Korean one of 3 best gin in Korea."
- Category: Short story
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Comments2
I love how you created that nature-centric sensual tone and worked gin-making into it! Surprising, delicate, and fun. I did not know about the Korean gin craft. Thanks!
Hi! Thank you for your interesting to my poem and comments. Have a nice weekend! Thank you so much. BR. Kinsley
Good write K.
Dear Orchidee
Hi! Thank you for your kind comments. Have a nice weekend! Thanks a lot.
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