Poetry and translation from Korean by Ihlwha Choi
Every time I write to you a letter,
I pray it won’t be the last.
Why is my love so unstable?
If I look away for just a moment,
it feels as if you might fly far away.
I hope this letter isn’t the last.
But if the seasons change,
and I hear nothing back from you,
this could become the last letter.
That word — last — brings sorrow.
If I receive no reply from you,
and this letter is
the final one I ever send,
then winter will come,
and I’ll watch the snow fall alone.
Spring will come again,
and I’ll walk the blooming fields by myself.
Ihlwha Choi is a South Korean poet. He has published multiple poetry collections, such as Until the Time When Our Love will Flourish, The Color of Time, His Song and The Last Rehearsal.
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