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It's cold, for you've come out from a warm body

It's bright, for you've come out from a dark body

It's lonely, for you've lost your shadow

Icy, like soil dug out from a flower pot

Sunny, like the sunlight fish stare at beneath the sheet of ice

Hot, like when lips touch a frozen door knob

Cold again, a bulb-like heart is half frozen

Cold again, as if zero is divided by zero

                  a glass divided by glass

It's alright, alright

for you're already dead

The place where you've shed yourself, the cold arrived, drained of all the

        red from your body

Winter's Smile / DAY NINETEEN

Don Mee Choi, translation from
the Korean written by Kim Hyesoon

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