Neo do kureota
You have to look closely
To see that it is pretty
You have to look long
To see that it is lovable
You are the same
There’s something about hearing a poem in another language. Hearing the words without understanding them means I listen more to the sound than to the words themselves. If poetry were only focused on the meaning, it could just as easily be written as a short story. Poems have a cadence that feels more apparent, somehow, in another language.
You can hear the poem recited here.
Foreign Friday is an introduction to Indian and Korean culture in honor of my YA contemporary novel (tentatively titled) Shadows Fall Behind.