Poem by Kim Do Yeon


POEM BY KIM DO YEON

Poet Ms. Kim Do Yeon was born in Yeongi, Chungcheongnam – do, South Korea. She received the Rookie Award in the literary magazine “SISASA” in 2012. She is active in various literary magazines, publishing her poems. She has published a poetry collection titled “I Copied My Mom”. She is also a member of the Leodo Literature Association.

THE BUS CALLED TOMORROW

In the hands that missed the last train

I wish I had wheels and not a ticket.

The next bus is tomorrow

The hope bus is tomorrow

Cherry tree petals, whose tomorrow

cannot be predicted, are rushing in.

I sit in a dark chair and count flower petals.

Three petals, nine petals, fifteen petals,

thirty-two petals

If I wait for tomorrow, will it be fruitful?

If the bus disappears forever today

On the bus tomorrow

What can I load?

The old moon.

A distorted old moon.

The old moon with no tomorrow.

But the old moon does not cry.

Just a little bit, far away tomorrow

Just as the lonely old moon, growing old alone, never gives up hope

I wish buses had life too.

The next bus is tomorrow

Tomorrow is the day when hope goes to meet the sun.

Resume due today

A day waiting for tomorrow’s bus.

Hope for the bus tomorrow.

Dark cats wandering around without any

nationality.

Dark cats who don’t believe in tomorrow.

By the way, where is your country?

I will give you this ticket.

Prepared Angela Kosta Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator