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| Won Kang, Avec 20 April 2014 |
Someone is moving house.
The twinkle of bright green leaves
with mild sunshine,
in abundance after the rain.
A glimpse of the view through the
twinkles.
A pile of luggage loaded into a small
removal van.
How tidy it is!
No hustle and
bustle,
no roughness and laziness
in the movement of two men carrying it.
Silently,
one by one,
they put down the luggage.
Once.
Twice.
Each time they do so,
it is being emptied.
Do.
From one,
from one step,
however big and grand it is.
Woong … Woong …
The sound of a bell
from somewhere.
With two hands together.
Listen.
