
Poetry tells me to live
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May the poems that saved me now protect you Poet Na Tae-ju's selection of famous domestic poems 114 Dazzling Comforts Poetry tells me to live -Edited by Na Tae-joo “Life is a series of regrets and remorse. Poetry is a record of foolish days. The poems I write contain my youth. Youth on the verge of sinking. “Days like a shipwreck abound.” -Na Tae-ju, from “Poetry Tells Me to Live” Poetry heals the wounds of the soul It is a medicine that soothes a rough heart. A poem that saves people, These are poems that accompany people. Poet Na Tae-ju, who once fought against illness and was on the verge of death. It contains 114 Korean poems that helped him rise from extreme situations, comforted his life, and gave him the strength to live again. From poet Yun Dong-ju's "Star Counting Night" to Lee Byeong-ryul's "Map of My Heart." 114 Korean poems that will remain in our literary history are narrated through the voice of poet Na Tae-ju. For each of the 114 poems, he added his feelings that he could not express at the time, and by weaving together poet Na Tae-ju's personal experiences and episodes, he conveys warm comfort and emotion that comes from the depths of life. There is a saying that “the first line of a poem is a gift from God.” It is no exaggeration to say that a poet who has written the first sentence of a poem has already completed the poem. A unique perspective on life, a new and wondrous view of the world, and poetry that touches the rough heart—this is the poetry that saves people and accompanies them. “Life is a series of regrets and remorse, and poetry is a record of foolish days. The poems I write contain my youth. Youth on the verge of sinking. “Days like a shipwreck abound,” said poet Na Tae-ju, looking back on the past. If you read the 114 poems that accompanied him whenever he wavered, you may be able to rediscover the footsteps of youth and your first sentences that you missed while being chased by life. |
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At the beginning of the book
1
Don't be too hard on yourself
I am by your side
At Sapyeong Station | Kwak Jae-gu
I Ask You | Ahn Do-hyun
The hermitage on that street | Shindalja
Roses and Thorns | Kim Seung-hee
Like a Persimmon | Kwon Dal-woong
Conflict | Kim Gwang-rim
Flower Seeds | Choi Gye-rak
Secret Record | Moon Jeong-hee
The mountains surround me | Park Mok-wol
Pushing Father's Back | Son Taek-su
In the car | Lee Si-young
Map of My Heart | Lee Byeong-ryul
I want to eat noodles | Lee Sang-guk
Mokgye Market | Shin Kyeong-rim
Looking at the Stars | Lee Seong-seon
Bluebird | Han Ha-un
Sunflower's Epitaph | Ham Hyeong-su
We become water | Kang Eun-kyo
The Crooked Road | Lee Jun-kwan
The Year I Turned Forty | Cheon Yang-hee
Life | Shin Dong-jip
Clematis | Do Jong-hwan
A Jujube | Jang Seok-ju
2
So one day,
Love
Letter | Kim Nam-jo
Forget-me-not | Kim Chun-soo
Under the Bamboo Grove | Na Tae-joo
A Woman in a Leaf | Oh Kyu-won
My Girl | Oil Do
Pomegranate | Lee Ga-rim
Someone Who Knows My Heart | Kim Young-rang
Yeonseo | Francesca Donner Lee
Love | Kim Soo-young
Little Beast | Shin Seok-jeong
Camellia | Lee Su-bok
Dandelion Territory | Lee Hae-in
Melancholy Chanson | Lee Ik-ik
Falling Flowers | Lee Hyeong-gi
And so one day, love | Choi Seung-ja
Spring Road | Jeong Ho-seung
At Seonunsa Temple | Choi Young-mi
Spring, Muryangsa Temple | Kim Kyung-mi
Send it | Hwang Geum-chan
Invocation of the Soul | Kim So-wol
As Time Goes By | Park In-hwan
3
The midday of life
When passing by
Visitor | Jeong Hyeon-jong
Evenings in September | Kang Yeon-ho
Dobong | Park Du-jin
Gam | Heo Young-ja
Windy Day | Park Sung-ryong
I'll open a window to the south | Kim Sang-yong
Empty House | Park Hyung-jun
Just | Moon Sam-seok
On the Mountain and the Hill | Shin Dong-yup
Spring | Lee Seong-bu
Spring is a Cat | Lee Jang-hee
At noon | Lee Cheol-gyun
Moon, Grapes, Leaves | Jang Man-young
In October | Moon Tae-jun
Chair | Lee Jeong-rok
Jar | Lim Kang-bin
A Long Way | Yoon Seok-joong
Every spring, | Jo Byeong-hwa
Flower Seeds and Thieves | Picheon Deuk
October | Hwang Dong-gyu
Ferry and Pedestrians | Han Yong-un
The Departing Ship | Park Yong-cheol
The Fall River, Where Tears Burn | Park Jae-sam
4
It's tearful, but
The world is beautiful
If Mom Comes on Vacation | Jeong Chae-bong
Father | Oh Bong-ok
30 years ago | Seo Jeong-chun
Father's Heart | Kim Hyun-seung
Road | Kim Ki-rim
Mom's worries | Kihyungdo
Soju bottle | Gong Gwang-gyu
Road | Jeong Hee-seong
Young Ones | Na Hee-deok
Girl Statue | Song Young-taek
Mother's Grim Reaper | Jeong Il-geun
Mother | Oh Se-young
Night Sky | Cha Chang-ryong
Song of Autumn | Park Yong-rae
Theory of Human Nature | Ham Min-bok
Return to Heaven | Heavenly Soldiers
Pa Chow | George Hoon
Sitting in the shade of a pine tree | Lee Je-ha
Wearing a borrowed raincoat | Kim Jong-sam
Snowy Night | Kim Gwang-gyun
Year-end | Kim Gyu-dong
Snow White | Kim Dong-myeong
Gogo Lonely High | Kim Jong-gil
Writing in the Night Sky | Yoo An-jin
5
Today is
It's your river
While Waiting for You | Hwang Ji-woo
A Silent Beach | Song Su-kwon
Poem of That Winter | Park No-hae
Me, Natasha, and the White Donkey | Baek Seok
Longing | Lee Yong-ak
Beside the Chrysanthemums | Seo Jeong-ju
Counting Stars at Night | Yun Dong-ju
October Girl | Jeon Bong-geon
Green Grapes | Lee Yuk-sa
A Warm Spring Day | Kim Hyung-young
Until the River Becomes | Shin Dae-cheol
Poem for a Daughter | Ma Jong-ha
Island Baby | Han In-hyeon
Old Tale Phrase | Jeong Ji-yong
At the Inn | Kim Yong-ho
Star | Lee Byeong-gi
Have You Got Him? | Ham Seok-heon
In the evening | Kim Gwang-seop
The River of Fables | Ma Jong-gi
Happiness | Yoo Chi-hwan
You called to say the moon has risen | Kim Yong-taek
Flower seat | Concept
River | Gu Gwang-bon
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1
Don't be too hard on yourself
I am by your side
At Sapyeong Station | Kwak Jae-gu
I Ask You | Ahn Do-hyun
The hermitage on that street | Shindalja
Roses and Thorns | Kim Seung-hee
Like a Persimmon | Kwon Dal-woong
Conflict | Kim Gwang-rim
Flower Seeds | Choi Gye-rak
Secret Record | Moon Jeong-hee
The mountains surround me | Park Mok-wol
Pushing Father's Back | Son Taek-su
In the car | Lee Si-young
Map of My Heart | Lee Byeong-ryul
I want to eat noodles | Lee Sang-guk
Mokgye Market | Shin Kyeong-rim
Looking at the Stars | Lee Seong-seon
Bluebird | Han Ha-un
Sunflower's Epitaph | Ham Hyeong-su
We become water | Kang Eun-kyo
The Crooked Road | Lee Jun-kwan
The Year I Turned Forty | Cheon Yang-hee
Life | Shin Dong-jip
Clematis | Do Jong-hwan
A Jujube | Jang Seok-ju
2
So one day,
Love
Letter | Kim Nam-jo
Forget-me-not | Kim Chun-soo
Under the Bamboo Grove | Na Tae-joo
A Woman in a Leaf | Oh Kyu-won
My Girl | Oil Do
Pomegranate | Lee Ga-rim
Someone Who Knows My Heart | Kim Young-rang
Yeonseo | Francesca Donner Lee
Love | Kim Soo-young
Little Beast | Shin Seok-jeong
Camellia | Lee Su-bok
Dandelion Territory | Lee Hae-in
Melancholy Chanson | Lee Ik-ik
Falling Flowers | Lee Hyeong-gi
And so one day, love | Choi Seung-ja
Spring Road | Jeong Ho-seung
At Seonunsa Temple | Choi Young-mi
Spring, Muryangsa Temple | Kim Kyung-mi
Send it | Hwang Geum-chan
Invocation of the Soul | Kim So-wol
As Time Goes By | Park In-hwan
3
The midday of life
When passing by
Visitor | Jeong Hyeon-jong
Evenings in September | Kang Yeon-ho
Dobong | Park Du-jin
Gam | Heo Young-ja
Windy Day | Park Sung-ryong
I'll open a window to the south | Kim Sang-yong
Empty House | Park Hyung-jun
Just | Moon Sam-seok
On the Mountain and the Hill | Shin Dong-yup
Spring | Lee Seong-bu
Spring is a Cat | Lee Jang-hee
At noon | Lee Cheol-gyun
Moon, Grapes, Leaves | Jang Man-young
In October | Moon Tae-jun
Chair | Lee Jeong-rok
Jar | Lim Kang-bin
A Long Way | Yoon Seok-joong
Every spring, | Jo Byeong-hwa
Flower Seeds and Thieves | Picheon Deuk
October | Hwang Dong-gyu
Ferry and Pedestrians | Han Yong-un
The Departing Ship | Park Yong-cheol
The Fall River, Where Tears Burn | Park Jae-sam
4
It's tearful, but
The world is beautiful
If Mom Comes on Vacation | Jeong Chae-bong
Father | Oh Bong-ok
30 years ago | Seo Jeong-chun
Father's Heart | Kim Hyun-seung
Road | Kim Ki-rim
Mom's worries | Kihyungdo
Soju bottle | Gong Gwang-gyu
Road | Jeong Hee-seong
Young Ones | Na Hee-deok
Girl Statue | Song Young-taek
Mother's Grim Reaper | Jeong Il-geun
Mother | Oh Se-young
Night Sky | Cha Chang-ryong
Song of Autumn | Park Yong-rae
Theory of Human Nature | Ham Min-bok
Return to Heaven | Heavenly Soldiers
Pa Chow | George Hoon
Sitting in the shade of a pine tree | Lee Je-ha
Wearing a borrowed raincoat | Kim Jong-sam
Snowy Night | Kim Gwang-gyun
Year-end | Kim Gyu-dong
Snow White | Kim Dong-myeong
Gogo Lonely High | Kim Jong-gil
Writing in the Night Sky | Yoo An-jin
5
Today is
It's your river
While Waiting for You | Hwang Ji-woo
A Silent Beach | Song Su-kwon
Poem of That Winter | Park No-hae
Me, Natasha, and the White Donkey | Baek Seok
Longing | Lee Yong-ak
Beside the Chrysanthemums | Seo Jeong-ju
Counting Stars at Night | Yun Dong-ju
October Girl | Jeon Bong-geon
Green Grapes | Lee Yuk-sa
A Warm Spring Day | Kim Hyung-young
Until the River Becomes | Shin Dae-cheol
Poem for a Daughter | Ma Jong-ha
Island Baby | Han In-hyeon
Old Tale Phrase | Jeong Ji-yong
At the Inn | Kim Yong-ho
Star | Lee Byeong-gi
Have You Got Him? | Ham Seok-heon
In the evening | Kim Gwang-seop
The River of Fables | Ma Jong-gi
Happiness | Yoo Chi-hwan
You called to say the moon has risen | Kim Yong-taek
Flower seat | Concept
River | Gu Gwang-bon
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Into the book
There was a world where people had to live while avoiding sharp gazes, pushed by strong forces.
They hang out with each other to relieve their anxiety, loneliness, and pain.
Don't be too hard on yourself.
I am here.
I am by your side.
While saying that too.
---From "At Sapyeong Station (Kwak Jae-gu)"
A street food stall set up with lights on in the evening.
I saw it as a hermitage.
The guests who came and went there and drank alcohol were seen as practitioners.
I saw the daily grind of living as a page from the Diamond Sutra.
May they be blessed for the rest of their lives!
---From "The Hermitage on That Street (Shin Dal-ja)"
Why do only poets feel that way?
It is everyone's hope, everyone's disappointment, and finally, everyone's regret.
In this way, each person kneels before himself.
---From "The Secret Record (by Moon Jeong-hee)"
This was the poem.
I thought, why is my heart here?
I thought it might be a good idea to become a poet.
This poem is the one that led me to become a poet.
---From "The Mountains Surround Me (Park Mok-wol)"
When you make a mistake and get scolded by the young man selling tickets at the ticket booth.
How deeply moved and grateful it must have been for the father to appear miraculously and place his bear-like hand on his young son's shoulder!
---From "In the Tea House (Lee Si-young)"
It's just five sentences connected like a line without any distinction between lines or verses.
The sentence structure is also crude, like a command.
Yet it is beautiful and enchanting.
Why is that? Perhaps it's because this poem is a testamentary poem.
---From "The Scream of the Sunflower (Ham Hyeong-su)"
I must consider myself lucky as a poet to be known again for this work.
The poet is ultimately sad because he does not have a single work that is talked about among the people.
---From "Clematis (Do Jong-hwan)"
Poet Jang Seok-ju's poem, "A Jujube," brings joy to those who read it.
It gives a sense of exhilaration and accomplishment.
You can do it too.
Just wait.
What you do is never in vain.
It's not a small thing.
Give blessings.
---From "A Jujube (Jang Seok-ju)"
The world is truly surprisingly simple and small.
It has everything I want and everything I love.
It's just that our souls are dull and cannot find it.
---From "A Woman of a Leaf (O Kyu-won)"
I don't think a poem necessarily needs to be large and resonate loudly.
At first glance, this poem looks like it was written by a reckless boy with a brush.
Why does this little poem remain in my heart for so long and never fade away?
This is why language becomes a picture.
They hang out with each other to relieve their anxiety, loneliness, and pain.
Don't be too hard on yourself.
I am here.
I am by your side.
While saying that too.
---From "At Sapyeong Station (Kwak Jae-gu)"
A street food stall set up with lights on in the evening.
I saw it as a hermitage.
The guests who came and went there and drank alcohol were seen as practitioners.
I saw the daily grind of living as a page from the Diamond Sutra.
May they be blessed for the rest of their lives!
---From "The Hermitage on That Street (Shin Dal-ja)"
Why do only poets feel that way?
It is everyone's hope, everyone's disappointment, and finally, everyone's regret.
In this way, each person kneels before himself.
---From "The Secret Record (by Moon Jeong-hee)"
This was the poem.
I thought, why is my heart here?
I thought it might be a good idea to become a poet.
This poem is the one that led me to become a poet.
---From "The Mountains Surround Me (Park Mok-wol)"
When you make a mistake and get scolded by the young man selling tickets at the ticket booth.
How deeply moved and grateful it must have been for the father to appear miraculously and place his bear-like hand on his young son's shoulder!
---From "In the Tea House (Lee Si-young)"
It's just five sentences connected like a line without any distinction between lines or verses.
The sentence structure is also crude, like a command.
Yet it is beautiful and enchanting.
Why is that? Perhaps it's because this poem is a testamentary poem.
---From "The Scream of the Sunflower (Ham Hyeong-su)"
I must consider myself lucky as a poet to be known again for this work.
The poet is ultimately sad because he does not have a single work that is talked about among the people.
---From "Clematis (Do Jong-hwan)"
Poet Jang Seok-ju's poem, "A Jujube," brings joy to those who read it.
It gives a sense of exhilaration and accomplishment.
You can do it too.
Just wait.
What you do is never in vain.
It's not a small thing.
Give blessings.
---From "A Jujube (Jang Seok-ju)"
The world is truly surprisingly simple and small.
It has everything I want and everything I love.
It's just that our souls are dull and cannot find it.
---From "A Woman of a Leaf (O Kyu-won)"
I don't think a poem necessarily needs to be large and resonate loudly.
At first glance, this poem looks like it was written by a reckless boy with a brush.
Why does this little poem remain in my heart for so long and never fade away?
This is why language becomes a picture.
---From "My Girl (Oildo)"
Publisher's Review
Poetry saves lives
By no means is it a famous, grand poem.
It's not a poem with a loud voice.
It's not a poem with great content.
These are just poems that I liked.
Many of them are short poems, and some are by lesser-known poets.
These are poems by senior poets, poems by poets of the same age, and poems by younger poets.
It was just nice to read those poems.
My sorrow, my pain, my loneliness gradually diminished, and my wavering feelings slowly calmed down.
Even the heart filled with joy would often subside quietly.
It is a virtue given by poetry.
It is a powerful and gentle touch.
Those poems were like medicine to me.
It's medicine for the mind.
It is a medicine that heals the wounds of the soul and soothes the rough heart.
So I think of poetry that saves people.
I think of poetry that soothes people's hearts and lifts sagging shoulders.
These are poems that truly accompany people.
The writings collected in this book are like that.
I believe that the poems that saved and comforted me during those difficult and arduous days will also save, lift me up, and give courage to those who read this book.
I bow my head and earnestly pray to these poets who once came to me and saved my life.
Go to them and ask them to save you too.
Fall 2020
This is written by Na Tae-joo.
By no means is it a famous, grand poem.
It's not a poem with a loud voice.
It's not a poem with great content.
These are just poems that I liked.
Many of them are short poems, and some are by lesser-known poets.
These are poems by senior poets, poems by poets of the same age, and poems by younger poets.
It was just nice to read those poems.
My sorrow, my pain, my loneliness gradually diminished, and my wavering feelings slowly calmed down.
Even the heart filled with joy would often subside quietly.
It is a virtue given by poetry.
It is a powerful and gentle touch.
Those poems were like medicine to me.
It's medicine for the mind.
It is a medicine that heals the wounds of the soul and soothes the rough heart.
So I think of poetry that saves people.
I think of poetry that soothes people's hearts and lifts sagging shoulders.
These are poems that truly accompany people.
The writings collected in this book are like that.
I believe that the poems that saved and comforted me during those difficult and arduous days will also save, lift me up, and give courage to those who read this book.
I bow my head and earnestly pray to these poets who once came to me and saved my life.
Go to them and ask them to save you too.
Fall 2020
This is written by Na Tae-joo.
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Publication date: October 30, 2020
- Format: Hardcover book binding method guide
- Page count, weight, size: 260 pages | 366g | 117*198*20mm
- ISBN13: 9791190927963
- ISBN10: 1190927969
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