18) The Borderland

       Wolran Kim

 

While young eyes grow beyond the chain link fence

I yearned for the kingdom of barbarians

Between the seasons

There is a land that only collects time lag

 

Between countries

Sealed in an unavailable language

The story is like a letter that left my hands

This is a mysterious ecosystem never touched by others

 

When a blonde next door neighbor

Walks outside briskly from a fairy tale

A rare animal who is wilted from a chronic disease

Wonders only about the place she left

 

As many renewals of visas

Although rivers and mountains change

The childish alley is still growing

Where she fell down on her infant shin

 

One plane, not loaded with a reply

Is flying across the sky drawing a line

Shaky, losing my way, I stepped

On the line in the sky

 

Rare species who only take a moderate course

Are born, this is the DMZ

A handful of wind that is never trapped by the fence

Flies like a reply

 

Everywhere that I step is the borderland