Ten poems by Han Dong.

Poets and poems are an organic whole, which is their * * * relationship. Poets devote themselves to language, and language absorbs the essence of poets. Just like genes and organisms, they can survive, exist and continue through mutual utilization. He wrote the poet, and poetry is the poet's inscription and monument. Han Dong 2020. 1. 19

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Miss, lady

Her clothes never change.

I noticed that it was beautiful and dirty.

It belongs to my cousin.

There are no two poor people.

I noticed her shop, our class,

And the dust of sex comes and goes irrationally.

The necessity of nudity is simpler than dressing up.

It is possible that clothes are more humiliating than body.

"Young lady, you are poor.

It is empty wealth.

Your emptiness is real, and your face is more beautiful in a greasy background. "

Her youth spent a year moving desks and chairs.

( 1995)

a loud bang

a loud bang

I went out to check it out.

Didn't see anything.

In an hour.

I found the chopping block.

Fall on the stove

Broke a cup

The chopping block won't move.

So are the pieces of the cup.

silent

When the chopping block is hung on the wall

The cup is under it.

It's quiet here, too

(200 1)

Some people don't like talking.

Some people don't like talking.

Not dumb or introverted.

Only say what is necessary.

Just being polite.

Just floating at the top of the conversation

Life just passed.

It can be summarized in a few words.

Some people live like epitaphs.

Long but short.

Standing like a tombstone

Calm down with us.

(2004)

Angry world

Oh, this angry world

Only the breeze is gentle

The trees are quiet only at night.

Only stray dogs are innocent.

Soft claws harden garbage.

Make a click.

Only chickens in cages will be tamed.

Only the meat on the chopping board has no desire.

Only the stars are farthest apart.

Let you see in dim light.

Those lights are also used to cover up.

(20 10)

Laolouyin

A gloomy old building

People go up and down.

In and out of different entrances

Most of them disappeared near the top floor.

Lived here for thirty years.

Neighbors don't know each other

The human feelings in cool thin are even more vicissitudes.

The child grew up and the old man disappeared.

Middle-aged and elderly

Take a walk in the corridor

There are more newcomers, and their faces are more and more erratic.

The light in the old building is getting dim.

The light bulb doesn't work, and there are cobwebs on the window.

Miscellaneous things spread, spreading the shadow of reality and reality.

People travel through it, just like in those days.

Some people carry food baskets, others carry suitcases.

Some people snuggle up to each other.

There are many people who chase and play like mice.

A real mouse the size of a dog.

Real dogs stand taller than people.

Up and down

(of a person's mental state) Like a well, seven barrels go up and eight barrels go down ―― mental instability.

At that time and disappeared.

Keys clanged and steel doors clanged.

Go home and enter the cave.

But I am a nameless old building and can't shake it.

Like a dreamer

(20 1 1)

The dung eater said

I'm an orphan, living on feces,