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I raised my bedroom window creak by creak and went out to meet him/ in the ravine, traipsing till dawn in the drenched things/ and avowals// of the language that is “alone and first in mind.” I stood stupid/ before it,/ watched its old...

noble wild chrysanthemum I thought that love would never change and last forever Like petals falling in the faint autumn wind When I was young, that love became a distant memory On the faded bench now Alone, I am drenched in reminiscences

of my mind, through the window of my eyes 그리고 내 마음의 처소에서, 내 눈의 창문을 통해서 ​ I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets, to England, where my heart lies 나는 비에 젖은 거리 그 넘어를 보아요. 바로 내 마음이 있는 영국이요 ​ My...

me up when September ends [Chorus] Em Bm C G5 G5/F# Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars Em Bm C D Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are G5 G5/F# G5/E G5/D As my memory rests, but never forgets what I lost C Cm G5...

Crouched low, or stepping aside between the lines, Even as I unfurl an umbrella, the overflow comes from within— Drenched words following the helpless sentences. Sometimes knees get scraped, drawing red lines, Even walking the same path...

Ruel · Free Time · Song · 2019 open.spotify.com 2 Sent tita agnes's mail, bought a few groceries, veg. Now I'm drenched hahah. Well, thighs downwards. My cream GTX could not withstand the pouring rain anymore. My socks and feet are...

ghosts." - Are you sure? Chanting mantras runs in our lineage. I'd better not say it. Trust me. I summon the blood-drenched Korean ghosts! I summon them! I summon them! What is this? I called just one, but all the Korean ghosts showed up...

Kim Hye-sook Made literary debut through Seoul Literature in 2013. Published poetry books Why Must It Be a Flower, Drenched at Last in Crimson, So Distant, So Far Away. Received 2017 Poetry Village Literary Award, 2021 International...

into the raindrops, I have heard the tender earnestness of longing, With a single umbrella and a hat on her head, I am drenched in the elegant yearning for the unanswered even when called, Oh, song of the rain, it is love... the summer...