The Road by Kim So-wol

Yesterday too
at the home of the wanderer
crows caw caw cawing
I stayed up all night.

Today
how many more miles
where shall I go?

Shall I go up the mountain?
to the field?
No place is calling, so I can’t go.

That’s nothing, my home
Jeong-ju, Kwak Mountain
cars go and boats go there too.

Hullo there, in the air
that goose
Do you fare well because there’s a road in the air?

Hullo there, in the air
that goose
I stand in the middle of a crossroad with ten paths.

Here, there, here, there forks the road
though the road forks
for me there is no road at all to take.

 

(translated from the Korean by geul)

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