
If you are shaken by the spring breeze, you are a flower
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Delicate sense of language and lyricism -
When you need to take a deep breath in life Poems to recite from the heart This is the new poetry collection by poet Ryu Si-hwa, who has been loved by countless readers for her poetry collections 『Even When You Are By My Side, I Miss You』, 『The Love of a One-Eyed Fish』, and 『My Wounds Are Stones, Your Wounds Are Flowers』, and has spread the joy of reading poetry with her poetry collections 『If I Knew Then What I Know Now』, 『Love as If You've Never Been Hurt』, and 『Poetry of Mindfulness』, is being published after 10 years. I am comforted by “Invitation,” “Survival,” and “You Blossomed,” and I ponder the essence of life with “That Kind of Person,” “Evening Prayer,” and “How Many Times Did I Raise You Up?” and the meaning of love with “Hide and Seek” and “It’s Not Because We Parted But Because of the Way We Parted.” This collection contains 70 poems to recite from the heart when you need to take a deep breath in life, poems that help you see the world from within and remember the fire in your heart. A delicate sense of language and a free poetic imagination shine. When we block our ears, we cannot hear other people's voices, but we can hear ourselves. It is because there is poetry in the heart that imperfect words can come together to become poetry. A poet has a world that is visible only to him. If he puts it into poetry, the world becomes everyone's world. The poems included here are like that. Poetry is a message from one lonely soul to another lonely soul. The more you read this book, the more emotionally moving it becomes, and the more you will find yourself finding poems you like. This will be another book of poetry you will treasure in your heart. |
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index
invite
That kind of person
If you are shaken by the spring breeze, you are a flower
Wildflowers
Camellia at Seonunsa Temple
I voted
One person's truth
You bloomed
violin beetle
Which hand
Blue Poverty
Iris
Just because someone is silent
The Scar's Crest
From the Dahlia's Star
Non Sum Qualis Eram
What I want
How many times have I raised them up?
quiver
Blue thistle
The Stammerer's Prayer
one
Wild Rose Chronicles
The person I like
Opening an outdoor tea house with the Dalai Lama
Flowers don't kneel
tree
daffodil
A poem read to me by the snowdrop
Could there be a greater comfort than this?
Keep it by your side
Survival
amaryllis
Sometimes I look at myself and wonder
Hide and Seek
I remember
What spring does
Evening prayer
Final announcement
While we were kissing
Flower's Decision
Going water snail
What's sad is not because we broke up, but because of the way we broke up.
Training is thirsty in water
Growth Play
hug
In the land of evening primroses
I have to stop for a moment
Gold-plated soul
secret
A little owl to a baby owl
Thorns of Fire
I hope so
You can't love without being sad
Poetry - To poet Lee Moon-jae
Reconciliation with Loneliness
It's still early spring
contact deficiency
New hospital in Delhi
Declaration of Flowers
The saying that when the wind blows, you become a winter tree
A passage discovered by a monk who became a monk late in life and memorized the sutras
Alaskan frog
Overread
What love
Today is mine, tomorrow is God's
Poetry of a Yoga Practitioner
Reading poetry
Meditation on the Moon
A word of advice to the magpie
Commentary_If you have just one poem in your pocket (Renata Czekalska)
That kind of person
If you are shaken by the spring breeze, you are a flower
Wildflowers
Camellia at Seonunsa Temple
I voted
One person's truth
You bloomed
violin beetle
Which hand
Blue Poverty
Iris
Just because someone is silent
The Scar's Crest
From the Dahlia's Star
Non Sum Qualis Eram
What I want
How many times have I raised them up?
quiver
Blue thistle
The Stammerer's Prayer
one
Wild Rose Chronicles
The person I like
Opening an outdoor tea house with the Dalai Lama
Flowers don't kneel
tree
daffodil
A poem read to me by the snowdrop
Could there be a greater comfort than this?
Keep it by your side
Survival
amaryllis
Sometimes I look at myself and wonder
Hide and Seek
I remember
What spring does
Evening prayer
Final announcement
While we were kissing
Flower's Decision
Going water snail
What's sad is not because we broke up, but because of the way we broke up.
Training is thirsty in water
Growth Play
hug
In the land of evening primroses
I have to stop for a moment
Gold-plated soul
secret
A little owl to a baby owl
Thorns of Fire
I hope so
You can't love without being sad
Poetry - To poet Lee Moon-jae
Reconciliation with Loneliness
It's still early spring
contact deficiency
New hospital in Delhi
Declaration of Flowers
The saying that when the wind blows, you become a winter tree
A passage discovered by a monk who became a monk late in life and memorized the sutras
Alaskan frog
Overread
What love
Today is mine, tomorrow is God's
Poetry of a Yoga Practitioner
Reading poetry
Meditation on the Moon
A word of advice to the magpie
Commentary_If you have just one poem in your pocket (Renata Czekalska)
Into the book
A person who visits and praises every flower in spring
Even if you have a wound that no one knows about
A person whose tone is not barbed
A person whose breath and laughter are connected
A person who knows that he is both pain and the cure for that pain.
Let the sadness that comes from time to time come to visit you
A person who does not break the tentacles of joy
A person who was once broken and can now be made whole
Even if the heart is rough like sugarcane
A person who retains sweetness in some layer of existence
To like what you like longer
A person who knows how to keep his distance
A person who makes a path within himself no matter which path he takes
The softest part of everyone's soul
The one who gives
--- Among "That Kind of Person"
To all the irises
This year
Year of the Iris
No one knows that fact
Can't deny it
Frost and ice too
What loss is
Can it change into such a beautiful color?
Despair is no longer your paint
Your duty is to color yourself
Coloring the world
Both of them
--- From "Irises"
If you prick your finger with a nail or cut yourself with a knife,
At that moment, the presence of the finger
I feel it intensely
likewise,
Existence is deeply wounded
If your wings break or
When your heart cracks
You are finally
Come back to yourself
Like a bird that has been injured and is crying in the wind instead of its antlers
At the edge of a cold and lonely planet
With a shooting star diagonal
Sewing up the cracked area
I am amazed at life again
--- From "Trembling"
If you ask me why I didn't pray earnestly,
I was awkward at kneeling,
Hope that only I can hear
My prayer is the soliloquy of despair
I just think the world's vocabulary is a little lacking for me.
If you ask why you didn't repent
Not like an ascetic monk, though
Just as peppermint gives off a fragrance when crushed on a stone
Crushed by the stones of happiness and unhappiness
The back of my hand is my repentance
Even if you have a wound that no one knows about
A person whose tone is not barbed
A person whose breath and laughter are connected
A person who knows that he is both pain and the cure for that pain.
Let the sadness that comes from time to time come to visit you
A person who does not break the tentacles of joy
A person who was once broken and can now be made whole
Even if the heart is rough like sugarcane
A person who retains sweetness in some layer of existence
To like what you like longer
A person who knows how to keep his distance
A person who makes a path within himself no matter which path he takes
The softest part of everyone's soul
The one who gives
--- Among "That Kind of Person"
To all the irises
This year
Year of the Iris
No one knows that fact
Can't deny it
Frost and ice too
What loss is
Can it change into such a beautiful color?
Despair is no longer your paint
Your duty is to color yourself
Coloring the world
Both of them
--- From "Irises"
If you prick your finger with a nail or cut yourself with a knife,
At that moment, the presence of the finger
I feel it intensely
likewise,
Existence is deeply wounded
If your wings break or
When your heart cracks
You are finally
Come back to yourself
Like a bird that has been injured and is crying in the wind instead of its antlers
At the edge of a cold and lonely planet
With a shooting star diagonal
Sewing up the cracked area
I am amazed at life again
--- From "Trembling"
If you ask me why I didn't pray earnestly,
I was awkward at kneeling,
Hope that only I can hear
My prayer is the soliloquy of despair
I just think the world's vocabulary is a little lacking for me.
If you ask why you didn't repent
Not like an ascetic monk, though
Just as peppermint gives off a fragrance when crushed on a stone
Crushed by the stones of happiness and unhappiness
The back of my hand is my repentance
--- From "The Prayer of the Stammerer"
Publisher's Review
Even though you are by my side, I miss you.
The Love of the One-Eyed Fish
Poet Ryu Si-hwa's new poetry collection, "My Wounds Are Stone, Your Wounds Are Flowers"
Delicate sense of language and lyricism -
When you need to take a deep breath in life
Poems to recite from the heart
This is the new poetry collection by poet Ryu Si-hwa, who has been loved by countless readers for her poetry collections 『Even When You Are By My Side, I Miss You』, 『The Love of a One-Eyed Fish』, and 『My Wounds Are Stones, Your Wounds Are Flowers』, and has spread the joy of reading poetry with her poetry collections 『If I Knew Then What I Know Now』, 『Love as If You've Never Been Hurt』, and 『Poetry of Mindfulness』, is being published after 10 years.
I am comforted by “Invitation,” “Survival,” and “You Blossomed,” and I ponder the essence of life with “That Kind of Person,” “Evening Prayer,” and “How Many Times Did I Raise You Up?” and the meaning of love with “Hide and Seek” and “It’s Not Because We Parted But Because of the Way We Parted.”
This collection contains 70 poems to recite from the heart when you need to take a deep breath in life, poems that help you see the world from within and remember the fire in your heart.
A delicate sense of language and a free poetic imagination shine.
When we block our ears, we cannot hear other people's voices, but we can hear ourselves.
It is because there is poetry in the heart that imperfect words can come together to become poetry.
A poet has a world that is visible only to him.
If he puts it into poetry, the world becomes everyone's world.
The poems included here are like that.
Poetry is a message from one lonely soul to another lonely soul.
The more you read this book, the more emotionally moving it becomes, and the more you find yourself finding poems you like, it will become another book of poetry you will treasure in your heart.
Reach out your hand
Like inviting a wounded bird
Stay still
Folding wings
To yourself
To the wound
- The "Invitation" section
Good poetry has the power to soothe people's hearts.
In his commentary on a previous poetry collection, poet Lee Hong-seop wrote that he believes Ryu Si-hwa's poetry "will heal and purify the hearts of many readers."
Because the path is opened by language that has been long contemplated, wisdom gained through meditation, and honest self-confession.
Sometimes when magnolia flowers bloom
Talking to yourself
What's sad is not that we broke up
Because of the way we broke up
What I want is
It's not that we meet again
See you again
Breaking up in a different way
That's the only thing that can save your old love
- "The sad thing is not that we broke up,
Because of the way we broke up"
The poet's true mission is to awaken us to the fact that life is worth living and that there is meaning to be experienced.
Ryu Si-hwa's poetry deals with important existential themes.
Each poem is filled with reflections on life, love, loneliness, loss, illness, despair, joy, and our relationships with others as well as with ourselves.
It also gives brightness, positive will and hope, like wild crocus flowers blooming in the snow.
Because of the times of epidemics and war, each poem, born through a process of reflection, touches the heart even more.
If you are shaken by the spring breeze
You are a flower
All flowering trees
Winter alone suffering from spring sickness
Open the bud
Trying to become my own spring
Your whole life
Efforts to bloom inside
Efforts to blossom outward
There will be two things
- "If you are swayed by the spring breeze, you are a flower"
What makes a good poem? As Shuntaro Tanikawa, Japan's leading poet, says in his recommendation, the question of what poetry is can only be answered by poetry itself.
Trees have rings and knots.
In that sense, Ryu Si-hwa's poetry resembles a tree.
Each poem is underlined by heart-wrenching metaphors that offer a new understanding of things and reflections on relationships.
At the same time, poetry lives up to its definition as an art that makes words shine, and each word has a deep use and resonance, allowing us to experience the density of the senses for the first time in a long time. ('It is not that we discover love, but that love discovers us', 'The flower that blooms first withers against the flower that blooms later', 'A person who has suffered wounds that no one knows about / but whose tone is not thorny', 'When my heart lost its color / I voted for the thistle that lent me its paint', 'If laughter is actually tears, and if / tears are actually laughter')
Even if you're poor
You are not very poor
For example, without having anything
Even if you only own one blue one
In that blue
There are a thousand blues in it
- The "Blue Poverty" section
If we were angels, we might not write poetry, but now we need sad poetry, happy poetry, poetry that everyone can relate to.
Poems that convey the poet's inner strength, reminding us of the fragility of our lives and thus its preciousness.
In her commentary on the poetry collection, Renata Czekalska, a professor of Asian Studies at Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Poland, said, “Every time I read Ryu Si-hwa’s poetry out loud, my body trembles.
All his poems are autobiographical, but the speaker in his poems cannot be in the third person to me.
The speaker magically becomes me.
“That is the power of poetry,” he wrote.
Open all your senses in the damp soil
Only those who wait for a glimmer of hope
Because I can talk about flowers
- "It's Still Early Spring" section
The Love of the One-Eyed Fish
Poet Ryu Si-hwa's new poetry collection, "My Wounds Are Stone, Your Wounds Are Flowers"
Delicate sense of language and lyricism -
When you need to take a deep breath in life
Poems to recite from the heart
This is the new poetry collection by poet Ryu Si-hwa, who has been loved by countless readers for her poetry collections 『Even When You Are By My Side, I Miss You』, 『The Love of a One-Eyed Fish』, and 『My Wounds Are Stones, Your Wounds Are Flowers』, and has spread the joy of reading poetry with her poetry collections 『If I Knew Then What I Know Now』, 『Love as If You've Never Been Hurt』, and 『Poetry of Mindfulness』, is being published after 10 years.
I am comforted by “Invitation,” “Survival,” and “You Blossomed,” and I ponder the essence of life with “That Kind of Person,” “Evening Prayer,” and “How Many Times Did I Raise You Up?” and the meaning of love with “Hide and Seek” and “It’s Not Because We Parted But Because of the Way We Parted.”
This collection contains 70 poems to recite from the heart when you need to take a deep breath in life, poems that help you see the world from within and remember the fire in your heart.
A delicate sense of language and a free poetic imagination shine.
When we block our ears, we cannot hear other people's voices, but we can hear ourselves.
It is because there is poetry in the heart that imperfect words can come together to become poetry.
A poet has a world that is visible only to him.
If he puts it into poetry, the world becomes everyone's world.
The poems included here are like that.
Poetry is a message from one lonely soul to another lonely soul.
The more you read this book, the more emotionally moving it becomes, and the more you find yourself finding poems you like, it will become another book of poetry you will treasure in your heart.
Reach out your hand
Like inviting a wounded bird
Stay still
Folding wings
To yourself
To the wound
- The "Invitation" section
Good poetry has the power to soothe people's hearts.
In his commentary on a previous poetry collection, poet Lee Hong-seop wrote that he believes Ryu Si-hwa's poetry "will heal and purify the hearts of many readers."
Because the path is opened by language that has been long contemplated, wisdom gained through meditation, and honest self-confession.
Sometimes when magnolia flowers bloom
Talking to yourself
What's sad is not that we broke up
Because of the way we broke up
What I want is
It's not that we meet again
See you again
Breaking up in a different way
That's the only thing that can save your old love
- "The sad thing is not that we broke up,
Because of the way we broke up"
The poet's true mission is to awaken us to the fact that life is worth living and that there is meaning to be experienced.
Ryu Si-hwa's poetry deals with important existential themes.
Each poem is filled with reflections on life, love, loneliness, loss, illness, despair, joy, and our relationships with others as well as with ourselves.
It also gives brightness, positive will and hope, like wild crocus flowers blooming in the snow.
Because of the times of epidemics and war, each poem, born through a process of reflection, touches the heart even more.
If you are shaken by the spring breeze
You are a flower
All flowering trees
Winter alone suffering from spring sickness
Open the bud
Trying to become my own spring
Your whole life
Efforts to bloom inside
Efforts to blossom outward
There will be two things
- "If you are swayed by the spring breeze, you are a flower"
What makes a good poem? As Shuntaro Tanikawa, Japan's leading poet, says in his recommendation, the question of what poetry is can only be answered by poetry itself.
Trees have rings and knots.
In that sense, Ryu Si-hwa's poetry resembles a tree.
Each poem is underlined by heart-wrenching metaphors that offer a new understanding of things and reflections on relationships.
At the same time, poetry lives up to its definition as an art that makes words shine, and each word has a deep use and resonance, allowing us to experience the density of the senses for the first time in a long time. ('It is not that we discover love, but that love discovers us', 'The flower that blooms first withers against the flower that blooms later', 'A person who has suffered wounds that no one knows about / but whose tone is not thorny', 'When my heart lost its color / I voted for the thistle that lent me its paint', 'If laughter is actually tears, and if / tears are actually laughter')
Even if you're poor
You are not very poor
For example, without having anything
Even if you only own one blue one
In that blue
There are a thousand blues in it
- The "Blue Poverty" section
If we were angels, we might not write poetry, but now we need sad poetry, happy poetry, poetry that everyone can relate to.
Poems that convey the poet's inner strength, reminding us of the fragility of our lives and thus its preciousness.
In her commentary on the poetry collection, Renata Czekalska, a professor of Asian Studies at Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Poland, said, “Every time I read Ryu Si-hwa’s poetry out loud, my body trembles.
All his poems are autobiographical, but the speaker in his poems cannot be in the third person to me.
The speaker magically becomes me.
“That is the power of poetry,” he wrote.
Open all your senses in the damp soil
Only those who wait for a glimmer of hope
Because I can talk about flowers
- "It's Still Early Spring" section
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Date of issue: April 11, 2022
- Page count, weight, size: 160 pages | 122*210*20mm
- ISBN13: 9791190382618
- ISBN10: 119038261X
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