From Now On...

Where Do the Noses Go? "I love thee, Maria.""No. It is not true," She said.Then as a last thing pitifully and hopefully."But I have never kissed any man.""then kiss me now.""I love thee, Maria."Warm again against him now."I can love thee more.""I will try to kiss thee very well.""Kiss me a little.""I do not know how."Whe kissed him on the cheek."No.""Where do the noses go?I always wondered wher..

An Object of His Interest Occupied in observing Mr. Bingley's attentions to her sister, Elizabeth was far from suspecting that she was herslf becoming an object of some interest in the eyes of his friend. Mr. Darcy had at first scarcely allowed her to be pretty; he had looked at her without admiration at the ball; and when they next met, he looked at her only to criticize. But no sooner had he ..

I'll return to heaven, Locking hands with dewdrops That melt at the touch of dawn’s light I'll return to heaven - When clouds beckon While I idle away time in a corner Along with the waning sun. I'll return to heaven. When in this beautiful land my picnic is over I will go and report - 'it was beautiful.' 나 하늘로 돌아가리라. 새벽빛 와 닿으면 스러지는 이슬 더불어 손..

Margi Geerlinks 의 작품들... 여자의 몸에 꽃을 붙여 놓아서 향기를 이미지화하려는 작가의 의도인가봐요. 소녀에게는 소녀에 어울리는 작고 싱싱한 데이지꽃을 붙였네요. 청초한 데이지가 싱그러운 내음을 풍기는 것 같습니다. 그 밑의 할머니는 약간 시든 장미꽃들을 붙였네요. 할머니의 연륜을 꽃과 결..

Gucci, 1996~2001 / Daniele Buetti What do you feel guilty for?/ Daniele Buetti/스위스 어여쁜 여자의 팔에 새겨진 'Gucci'라는 글자.... 명품을 쫓다쫓다 기어코 문신으로 새겨넣고야 마는 오늘 날의 현대인의 세태를 풍자하는 것 같습니다. 그 밑에 What do you feel guilty for? .... 당신은 무엇에 대해서 죄책감을 느끼나요? 가슴..

Avenue Simon-Bolivar, Paris, 1950/ Willy Ronis 때는 1950년.... 아직 오전이지요. 엄마의 품에 안겨 병원에라도 가는 모양입니다. 가로등이 무색하게 밝은 날, 하얀 말이 끄는 마차가 거리 풍경에 조금은 낯설게 느껴지는 초겨울 즈음입니다. 안개가 조금 낀 조용하고도 조용한 날... 따뜻한 외투를 갖춰입은 멋장이 ..

An Ode to Wandering Days On an occasion, a robber Passed unnoticed into my room, Stole all of my mind And ran away. I was wandering for ten years In search of my stolen treasure When I met the sun on a bare twig. And I made for my neglected place. When I broke the rusted lock open And entered my room, There it was, my mind in ten years past, Also rusted yet lying intact in the dust. 떠도는 ..

The Happy Valley We stood on a slope of a wooded hill, and the path wound away before us to a valley, by the side of a running stream. The air was full of their scent, sweet and heady, and it seemed to me as thouth their very essence had mingled with the running waters of the stream, and become one with the falling rain and the dank rich moss beneath our feet. There was no sound here but the tu..