- Chon Chkhol (Korea, 16 th. century)
- Translated by V. Homenyuk.
Harmonies of Silence
- Ive touched the comungo one tender string
- With a little stick of flexible tamboo
- And sounds flowed as a vernal stream,
- Which under ice at a sprit purls all the time.
- And its got heard: as echo to the tune
- The rain was dribbling over lotus leaves.
- All rainy day a heavy autumn storm
- Against the lotus leaves was lashing, beating.
- But it has left no sign.
- Theyre clean and chaste.
- And thee, be so pure, my poor sole
- As lotus leaves so wide so wise.
- From a haughty tower thats soaring hitherto
- Above eight centuries, above their glory,
- Remote tones of a silver bell
- Touch my secluded arbour at a steep
- Resound over peaceful quiet fields
- In unison with silence of the night.
- Its snowing white and cold flowers
- Are blooming on the fluffy pine-trees branches.
- Ill take the gorgeous one
- To gift my sweetheart.
- Let her admire them an instant
- And after that theyll thaw forever.
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