0

Suzy 11
Parenting 15
Architecture 17

1

On the way to the coffee house 23
Harmless Bowl - Poem on Drinking Water 25
Ice, Eden 29
Is there a punishment for those who speak? 33
Defense 39

2

Sleep is my enemy, sleep is my enemy, confusion is 50
Young and Melancholy Poem 53
Audit 56
We need to stop doing this now 61
That could be possible 65
Mental Head 71
New House Syndrome 75
The Cry Seeker 79
Last Class 85
Letter to TH 88

3

Einstein said that if bees disappeared completely, we would have only four years left.
Human Heterosexuality 95
New Age 97
Story Bookstore Story 101
Creative Writing Class 104
Initial Concepts for the Novel "Not Everyone Dies" 108
The Day I Collapse 111
Letter Birthday 117
Sister tree 120
Human Tree 124
A Leaf's Mood - A Defense Against "Why Are Trees So Irresponsible?" (See page 118) 126

4

Stylish Tomato A's Treatment Diary 131
In the beginning there was a house 137
Write it like this 140
The Pain of Excessive Affection 142
144 in total
Lawfulness 145
My own... bed 147
149 Ten Truths About Each Other You Should Know
150 to the snow that slowly accumulates in my heart

5

Korean 155
Unfinished concept for the play "Old Love" 156
Patience of the Wanderer 161
Hands, Blades, Horses, and Swords 163
Pain 165
Reincarnation 168
Regret 172
Humor and Sense 174
The poet's words are a truly funny thing. 177
Poet's Note 181
Liquid Error 183
Liquid Memory 186

6

Pensieve 193
pretty face
Uncomfortable Mind 197
The God of the Korean Language - To i 201
The God of Sleep - To the Sandman 203
God of Love - Characters 205

Commentary on the Work - Choi Ga-eun (Literary Critic) 215

A poem of reversal, reversing the captive and the imprisoned, curses and blessings.
Speak to me by occupying the languages ​​of tradition, knowledge, and truth
Turning the gun pointed at me by overturning the principle of the golden rule

* Winner of the 42nd Kim Su-yeong Literary Award

Poetry that rejects natural history

You will live at home.
You will build a house.
As the only material and substance you have.
― From "Architecture"

Part '0', which opens 『Jinxingmaeori』, consists of only three poems that lead from a suspicious death to a strange birth.
The first poem, "Suji," deals with the death of a woman named "Suji."
The speaker of this poem is the one who raised Suzy. He paid 6 million won in pension insurance premiums every month for 23 years to protect Suzy from all the world's injustices and violence, and provided her with a life that she could live "without having to work hard."
From this point on, Suji lives a life “clean and without a single scratch on her life”, free from murder, rape, unemployment, bullying, sexual harassment, marriage, and dating. However, one day, when she is middle-aged, she says, “Being born as Suji was the beginning of all my problems,” and chooses to die by assisted suicide.
Meanwhile, the last poem of Part 0, “Architecture,” depicts the birth of “you.”
You are born into a prophecy that you will build a house with “words,” which are “the only material and substance you have.”
The 'house of words' in which you will live is also a 'prison of words' that is "the only means of connection, yet also causes disconnection."
Your calling here is to repair and rebuild the house every day.


The death of 'Suji' and the birth of 'you' foreshadow all the events that the poet will show in the future through 'Mental Head'.
The discovery of 'natural death', the most artificial death, and 'assisted death', which is sudden and accidental, makes us question the truth and context of all the events that occurred in 'The Mind'.
You believe and doubt at the same time, embrace and push away at the same time.
The poet says that he wants to wander together forever in this world that has become both a home and a prison.
Cursing, but never stopping to dream and love.

Challenger against the defending champion

It would be nice to have a ritual that ties all of this together, like an idea.
― From “Write it like this”

The speaker of Park Sparrow frequently encounters parents, teachers, doctors, and priests.
These people, who have never lost their title as defending champions in history, are all looking down at the speaker with triumphant faces.
The speaker of Park Sparrow desperately confesses his feelings, appeals, and asks “where can I go to be loved,” but then suddenly turns cold and attacks with a sarcastic remark, “I don’t think you know either, teacher/ I think so by the look on your face” (“Creative Writing Class”).
What Park Sparrow's narrator, who moves between deep love and persistent obsession, persistently digs into is the truth hidden by the 'defending champions'.
Their words were empty.
Their language has long been left as “truth to cover up the truth” (“Cheonggang”) and is now like a “sign that no one sees.”
But the sparrow does not leave the sign.
Rather, we follow the unknown “bad smell” (“On the Way to the Coffee House”) to find its source.
I write poetry by making dead words my own.
I decided to discard the “taboos” I learned in the classroom (“Creative Class”).
They just use 'stinky' words that are "overly sentimental and clingy."
The 'bad thing' is not the 'word' itself, but a kind of 'inertia' and 'avoidance' that only uses language without being able to face it as it is or to give it new meaning.


Believe in instinctive difficulty

If I were my ally
I want myself
― From 「Defense」

The sparrow shows the empty words as they are, without hiding them by filling them with other languages.
The numerous quotations that suddenly appear in the poem, and the sentences that come across as 'images in text form' rather than as 'text', are Park Sparrow's attempts to stop reading in the familiar way and induce us to read in a different way, following the style of 『Mental Head』.
Besides that, 『Jinxinmae』 is full of elaborately crafted ‘fakes’.
Fakes are often hidden in formats that are believed to be true, such as news links, exhibition catalogs, papers, and quotation sources.
Just as ChatGPT gave the translator the name 'Lee Su-yeong', which means "translation work is performed as smoothly and freely as swimming" (in "Defense"), in Park Cham-sae's poetry, the 'fake' is also "my ally" who was created just for me and who never betrays me.
Therefore, what is important in 『Mental Head』 is not the distinction between real and fake, but the perfect mixture of real and fake.
Park Sparrow recommends that you read this collection of poems without questioning or questioning the truth of the facts, but rather with a complex and intricate way, questioning from various angles.
Trusting only in “your instinctive difficulty” that made you pick up this poetry collection.
Just as Park Sparrow was to the world around him, I urge you, the reader of this poetry collection, to dig through it thoroughly, tear it apart piece by piece, and freely misread it.