Sang-Cheol, Han
Between the windowpane of the tea room and the curtain, 
All day long the snowflakes fall on the mountain, 
As soon as the hot light from the stove is shooting
Beside the rock, the blue plum blossoms are blooming.
(1st, Apr.,2023, translated by Kinsley Lee)                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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