After All the Birds Have Gone
Tough after all
we who still remain
just by gathering it is lovingly
even while building each other’s tombs
even while patting each other’s backs
When each one turns around
both your arms tight! Opening
across and embracing what
I did not even recognize as my grave
I hugged and held harder and harder
lay it out and lay the blanket, stretching four limbs out
I love you I love you even in my sleep
In this world from which crying birds disappear
only I am left
translated from the Korean by Cindy Juyoung Ok
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