So this is
it: you’re gone, wind blows,
Hyuntay cries.
Three serious gossip hounds

You’re back; shake
cute butt as Hyuntay
screams and runs
joyous in our nest, his soul

It is love
that ties us, but what
else? Gwangju?
Language? Art? The smell of dried

You love me,
so I love you, so
what comes next?
Noh is gone, I’m here. Love me

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