Meet
_______
Round, round rice sweets
grandma gave
for the first brightest night of the Lunar New year:
traditionally, a big celebration day in Korea.
The sweets embracing rice, grain syrup, oil, air.
They are likely to be brittle even by a little bit of pressure, so
holding it lightly, gently, try one bite.
Rice powder softly spreading in the air.
Spreading in the mouth,
Delicacy.
Air.
Breath.
And, love.
Listening to the story of mom's childhood,
again, one bite.
Meet the moon.
Meet the sun.
Meet me.
Embrace me.
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| Won Kang, Le douceur de la Corée 2014 |
