Poet's Note 005

Part 1 Life is elsewhere

Toy 010
18 012
Bang 014
Water Gun 018
The Art of Peeing 020
Well water 023
Birds by the water 024
Toads 026
Invitation 028
1979 030
Air France 033
Life is elsewhere 037
New World Monkey 042
The Solitude of a Wind Instrument Player 044
One Night on Mindungsan Mountain 046
Gogol's Snoring 048
33 052
Translator's Note 055
Memorial City 058

Part 2 My Favorite Things

My Favorite Things 062
My Favorite Thing 064
Doodling 066
Hojakjil 068
Tch 070
Blue Train 073
0 076
Existence Vacation 078
Roller 080
Beggar 082
Postcard 084
Autumn Cliff 086
Cliff Dream 088
Autumn Fish 091
Autumn Night 094
Bambi 098
101 on the Road to Solitude

Part 3, 24/7

Fujian Province Firefly 106
108 24/7
Normal 109
Sunlight 114
Sunday Review 117
Gem Necklace 120
Wind 122
Paper Wasp 125
Mud Play 128
Desert Blues 131
Maracas 134
hwaryeokangsan 136
Gongden Tower 138
The Voice of the White Tiger 140
White Tiger's Hand 142
What kind of applause 146
Being and Time 148
Separation 151
Chanting Class 152
December 154
Yawn 156

Hwang Yu-won's Letter 159
Air France - Translated by Min Ji Choi 165

Some applause
It seems like the oil is boiling
The cry of the object being fried in that oil
I don't think I can hear it
And some applause pours down endlessly
It's like heavy rain
Go inside for a while
I don't want to come out
A certain sound of applause can be heard from afar
It's mechanical
That passionate temperature touched my heart
It just seems exciting
My heart starts beating again
Start and move your hands quickly
Raise the dead sentence from the grave again
It seems to be standing
The corpse rising from the grave is hit by the pouring rain.
Wash away all the old dirt and dust
Go to the audience as a new person
I'll applaud you again anytime
I'm ready
Some applause is genuine
I couldn't play it yesterday and I can't play it tomorrow either
Can only be done at this moment
Because I'm serious
Even people who don't receive applause feel like they are receiving applause.
Make me fall in love
Thank you, thank you, he said, bowing his head repeatedly.
It also brings tears to my eyes
Even as I left the stage, the applause continued
Listening to the sound of applause with the volume gradually decreasing
I went down a long staircase alone and
It's just going down
Now, some people are leaving life forever.
On a glorious evening _ "What applause" full text

A moment of poetry that fits perfectly in your hand
The joy of reading and cherishing poetry, the joy of holding and absorbing poetry.

The poetry collection series will be published by Nanda Publishing on September 5, 2025.
Since it is a collection of poems, it is called a ‘Psalms’, and since the poet’s ‘letter’ is placed at the end of the poetry collection, the series is also called that series.
If you ask me how the lineup of Nanda Poetry will continue, I am cautious in my words because it is a diverse poetic trend that cannot be condensed into a single word.
However, since everything can become the subject of poetry and all words can be expressed in the language of poetry, I dare say with a certain determination that the original intention of giving the poet the freedom to freely hand over the diversity, infinity, and maximization of his spirit and senses was, from the very beginning, as green as the grass in an unfenced meadow.


The catchphrase of Nanda Poetry is “winged poems.”
I wondered what weight we must shed in order to fly.
I thought about what lightness we need to have to fly.
I thought that poetry is what allows us to fly without wings, like the wind or a flower.
I thought that poetry is what allows our hearts to fly without wings, like love and hope.
So, I decided to create a vessel that would solely capture the poet's voice.
The voices of others through commentary or introductions are expected to be as follows.
Since flying means the infinite possibility of floating in the air, I dreamed of another fun thing: that we could transcend linguistic boundaries by moving our poetry here to our poetry there.
If you ask why I included a poem translated into English at the end of the collection,
If you ask why I added the explanation that I found the most qualified translator to enable the poet's poetry to breathe with the same breath as possible, then it is this:


Nanda Poems were planned in two forms.
In addition to the general poetry collection that is guaranteed to be popular, we are also introducing a mini edition called 'The Sok' that adds flexibility as a special bonus.
The moment when poetry fits perfectly in your hand.
Boasting a small size of 7.5×11.5cm and a font size of 9 points, The Sok was designed based on the word 'nanda', and has established its own identity as a portable poetry book that can be taken out anywhere and read at any page.
It is not simply a small edition, but was handcrafted with the intention of being a special art book from the beginning, so it will be valuable enough to be collected.
The joy of reading and cherishing poetry, the delight of holding a poem and soaking it in.
I hope that the big and small birds of the poem, chirping healthily, will fly to you with powerful wings anytime, anywhere.

[ Poems Winged Poems ]

001 Kim Hye-sun's poetry collection, Synchronized Sea Anemone
002 Hwang Yu-won's poetry collection, Sunday's Artist
003 Jeon Wook-jin's poetry collection If you eat a lemon at night (basic)