Part 1 Fog

Nail moon
Tongue of Wisdom
Language of Love
If I were a bird
Time disappears before our eyes, and then our faces become thin and transparent.
A true and sincere relationship
Fatherland Future Freedom Student Number
Mind and Life
Cinema
How red is the tongue that tastes love?
Are our faces a part of some origin?
sorrow
Winter is a warm fruit
The greatest happiness

Part 2: The Blue Vase

pen pal
Blue
Kang Seong-eun and Myeong-gwa
Rose Garden of Holy Cross Church
Our fire
Love in Chang'an
Detroit and Detroit
spirit of love
Such a beautiful story
Christmas Eve
Future Services
future novel
Requiem for Nuts
trust
God gave children
Song
Fish and apricots
Brothers' love

Part 3 Cherry Wine

About floating things
Good times
Finnish films
Eternal Cantata
Snowball
Dreaming Lover
Glass
When everything is peaceful
Bon appetit
The waves are wide and the waves are high
A term used to refer to one's parents' female sibling
The man sleeping under the plum tree
fearless love

Preface | Kang Seong-eun
Poet's words

“I was waiting for a song I heard in dreamland
“Do as you wish.”

A lonely lyricism deeply imbued with Kim Hyun's unique sensibility.
A sad and beautiful story about a love that is so great it cannot be measured.

Poet Kim Hyeon, who debuted in 2009 with the 『Writer's World』 New Writer Award and has been receiving attention for his bold and powerful voice in portraying the current state of affairs, has published a new collection of poems titled 『Good Times』.
This is the third poetry collection published two years after the Shin Dong-yup Literary Award-winning work, “When I Open My Lips” (Changbi, 2018), which received favorable reviews for “uprightly carrying out the poetic mission of defending minorities and pushing forward his own poetic world.”
In this collection of poems, the poet unfolds with utmost sincerity the “sad yet beautiful” (Kim Na-young, recommendation) story of “a great love whose extent cannot be measured by the language we possess” (Kang Seong-eun, preface).
The poems of love, which fully convey Kim Hyun-man's unique sensibility and his yearning gaze on the world, are imbued with a deep sense of loneliness, touching the heart.


Meanwhile, the poet, who had previously incorporated the visual technique of 'dissolve' (scene transition technique) into his previous poetry collection, leads readers into a new world of poetry unlike before by saying, 'There are many songs flowing within this poetry collection.'
Just as it is natural to go about our daily lives listening to music at home, the poet, by playing real and virtual music in this 'House of Poetry,' tells us that the sounds of songs we have missed and lyrics we have not found are right next to us, and that discovering those hidden sounds everywhere is part of encountering poetry.
In this way, in a space where songs flow, we live together, sharing the sounds of reality and fiction.
The melodies in 『Good Times』, which are written in a pressing manner about the joys and sorrows of living 'together' with someone, "make us see our dreams and reality, the inside and outside of dreams, alternately" (recommendation), and make each person's wounds and trials shine as 'good times', comforting this era once again.

The joys and sorrows of living 'together' with someone, written in honor of 'good times'

Kim Hyun's poetry speaks naturally, warmly and coldly, affectionately and firmly, of the bare face that is embedded in our society and ordinary daily life.
When he 'opens his lips', a wondrous world unfolds where language comes to life with new meaning.
While reading and writing about “this life/the past life/and the life yet to come” (“Kang Seong-eun and Myeong”), the poet seeks to listen to the voices of minorities who wander in the shadows of the world and to approach and empathize with their lives.
Long ago, the poet, who opposed all the hatred and discrimination lurking throughout society and posed the question, "I have a question," to the absurd world, has not yet reached the end.
“Why does death look down on the good and the poor?” (Bon appetit) he asks again and again.
The poet resists the unjust reality with the thought that “humans are irreversibly/ruining something” (“Pen Pal”) and seeks to “salvage the truth” (“Future Novel”) from the “heap of capitalist garbage.”

The poet said that this collection of poems contains the fact that “even though children punish their parents and parents punish their children, when someone leaves first, they end up crying loudly” (the poet’s words).
Perhaps that is why the presence of ‘parents’ stands out.
“In order not to deprive the children left behind of food” (“Our Fire”), two old people hold hands and disappear into the desolate darkness. This is the ‘sincere’ love of parents.
First, we are “you who do not know who your parents are” (“Claw Moon”), even though we “become more like them as we grow older,” and we will only grow old as “children who cannot know their parents’ hearts” (“A Word to Call a Parent’s Sister”), so we are at a loss.


‘Parents’, who appear throughout the collection, are also “a metaphor for a greater love that goes beyond the level of love we know” (Preface).
As a person who “awakens to sorrow” (from “Time disappears before my eyes…”) and the pain of a life like a mud pit, the poet’s gaze is always directed downwards.
Thus, Kim Hyun's poetry rises from a place where the love of the suffering and marginalized beings "does not become one but exists as two" ("Fish and Apricot"), in order to protect one out of ten, even if "nine out of ten people point fingers at it."
In this chaotic world where the shadow of death looms, we have finally acquired a collection of poems filled with the 'language of love' and the 'spirit of love.'
Now there will be no more sadness, no more pain, no more loneliness.
A beautiful world where “peaceful tears that cannot be found anywhere in the world” (“Dreaming Lover”) flow, a “good time” where “even if people say that all the good times are gone” (“The Greatest Happiness”).

Poet's words

How are you all doing?
Last weekend, I wrote a poem called “Spring Rain” while eating boiled noodles dipped in chilled anchovy broth.
I fell into a deep sleep, thinking of my parents growing vegetables in my hometown, and the dream was really long.
It only takes a moment to break.
I acted like a kind person, believing that everyone has good times.
However, he rarely allowed his parents to be by his side.
Parents love their dogs.
This collection of poems contains the fact that children punish their parents and parents punish their children, but when someone leaves first, they end up crying loudly.
I hope you all are doing well.

Summer 2020, Light
Poet Kim Hyeon's words

How are you all doing?
Last weekend, I wrote a poem called “Spring Rain” while eating boiled noodles dipped in chilled anchovy broth.
I fell into a deep sleep, thinking of my parents growing vegetables in my hometown, and the dream was really long.
It only takes a moment to break.
I acted like a kind person, believing that everyone has good times.
However, he rarely allowed his parents to be by his side.
Parents love their dogs.
This collection of poems contains the fact that children punish their parents and parents punish their children, but when someone leaves first, they end up crying loudly.
I hope you all are doing well.

Summer 2020, Light
Kim Hyun