The Joy of Aging at the Spring River

Kinsley Lee

Near the Han-River, I've been lived for twenty years.

In spring, the fishing floats are beautiful in the dark fogs.

 

Not knowing why the Izaak Walton's rushing to the fishing place.

Then how can I remember the reason Dong-Bong been a recluse.

 

The big and Green building in Yeouido, it stinks polluted lousy,

My maisonette in Yong-San, always the river winds blows cleary.

 

Now, it become diminished my ambitions in young days.

Often, the old friend invites me to the saloon these days.

  • Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 11th, 2023 17:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Firstly, I wrote this poem as Han-Shi which is in Classical Chinese and translated in English. I'm living near in Han-River for 20 years. The original poem is at this posting: https://blog.naver.com/kwoonlee/222731741643
  • Category: Family
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    Good write K.

    • Kinsley Lee

      HI! Thank you so much. Have a nice new week!



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