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Mir Literary Journal T h e

G u i l d

-Summer_2019-


The People. who have made this journal are as follows:

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14. Kyeyoung Lee

Jaeyoung Jung Heonsang You Inseo Yeo Jaehyeon Park Sooyeon Jeong

Emily Kim Daeun Kim Seungho Jun Shin Ji Won Yeong Seo Kim

And.

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Photo contributed by:

Jungbin Cha Seunghyeon Kim Yeonseo Hur Yunseo Hwang YoonHyuk Lee

Sumin Huh


Dear Reader. This is a series of poems and pictures/drawings made by those of us who have participated in the 2019 Hafs Gallery. Thank you. -Kyeyoung Lee.

Photo taken by Sumin Huh



POETRY for gallery


Above and Beyond Jungbin Cha Let’s sail forth; above and beyond Past the moon, we go Over the stars, and so. Let’s sail forth; above and beyond The childhood dreams and fantasies of the endless skies and galaxies You won’t let that end, will you? So let’s keep sailing; Above and beyond, we go.



End in Solitude Yunseo Hwang Buds come in blossom Kids come in play Gloomy begins to engulf the town Kiddy leaves lonesomely Poppy lingers solitary Snowy begins to devour the Earth Lily drops in loneliness Tree in solitude



The Ritual Path YoonHyuk Lee The full moon rises in the sky. No one dares not approach that high. They hang the yellow veil on the skyline. Send a turtledove! To penetrate into the veil, While we wail with the whole evening primroses. For the darkening evening, all the deepening evening. The bright full moon is risen above the breeze. Fireflies stay around stumps of roadside trees, Before the cool moonlight leaves off soon. To the cricket gazing upon the moon, The full moon rose on the horizon. Someone quickens his pace to the moon, Who has gotten his feet on the ground. In front of him, The vast void is ‌scattering, scattering, and scattering‌



let me tell you about today Yeonseo Hur


let me tell you about today a blindfold of my own skin that opens my eyes and stitches them shut it covers your face it opens your mouth a cascade pours of the sweet honey of the sweet pacification as i scream soundlessly watching. waiting. for the stream to hit and blacken and morph as it freezes me in its prison leave my hands free to cut Stop. This is not you. i need to tell you that i need to tell you that this

SMILE. SMILE. SMILE! smile. with those scarred lips as the vertical grooves stretch and widen and finally you disappear and finally it trickles slowly melting melting to a puddle of shiny darkness i stand in the middle i look down i don’t see my reflection


Sun God Kyeyoung Lee Sun God that drink the tears of the forgotten I lay down the carcasses of beasts at your feet to blossom red as the skies at sundown set Howl, howl at the afternoon sun glaring down Heat mar my senses; I go blind and deaf My heartbeat beats through my arms and legs No heartbeat in my chest, it is empty Empty sockets that dangle with more life than there ever was under the Sun.



A Bug’s Life Seunghyeon Kim Set the time for the end of your life Just keep strolling in your way Every spirits seems to be stiff Just don’t stop in your way “It’s the God’s punishment!” The darkness engulfs you You are still strolling in the darkness Don’t be scared, God protects you God, God makes your way and follows You into death, in your path Yes, it’s the God’s punishment Yes, one of bugs dies under a black sole .



Floating Away Emily Kim Like a shadow’s whisper A sunset’s kiss You were beautiful; Rootless grass An anchorless ship on the horizon You faded away



King Smith Anton Socio

I walked down the chamber of great kings and conquerors Whose heads were chopped off and polished and exhibited whose ruthless eyes once leered and murdered and prohibited I felt their gaze it made my neck crawl and my feet anchor Along the side I saw a dictator who’ve ruled for a century an emperor who’ve killed more than twelve thousand people a sultan who’ve banned any queer or colored or cripple, In their cold breaths I heard a war cry and felt a memory I asked the docent where I could find the statue of King Smith who’ve conquered, reigned, and killed more than anyone else who’ve swept the continent with his or her (for we never know) scythe He told me to look for exhibit three in the right wing But though I hoped to see a full statue of his majestic physique, was disappointed at the sight of another rusted bronze head on a silver plate



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