Self-portrait by Yun Dong-ju

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Going round a mountain, alone I seek out a well, out-of-the-way in farm country,
and quietly look down.

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Inside the well the moon is bright, the clouds flow by, the sky
spreads out, the blue wind blows, and there is fall.

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And there is a young man.
Somehow the young man turns hateful.

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Thinking as I return, the young man becomes pitiful.
When I go back to look again, the young man is there just as before.

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Again the young man turns hateful.
Thinking as I return, I begin to miss the young man.

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Inside the well the moon is bright, the clouds flow by, the sky
spreads out, the blue wind blows, there is fall,
and the young man is there like a memory.

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(translated from the Korean by geul)

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