This Azure Day by Seo Jung-ju (trans. Chae-Pyong Song and Anne Rashid)

On this blindingly azure day,
let us long for those we miss.

There, where autumn flowers sit,
green has given in to red.

Let the snow fall.
Let spring return.

What if you are alive when I die?
What if I am alive when you die?

On this blindingly azure day,
let us long for those we miss.

푸르른 날/서정주(1915~2000)

눈이 부시게 푸르른 날은
그리운 사람을 그리워하자.

저기 저기 저, 가을 꽃 자리
초록이 지쳐 단풍 드는데

눈이 내리면 어이하리야
봄이 또 오면 어이하리야

내가 죽고서 네가 산다면!
네가 죽고서 내가 산다면?

눈이 부시게 푸르른 날은
그리운 사람을 그리워 하자.

azure day (푸르른 날)

When I write, I like to think about pluralism, class, and identity as it exists in all the unspoken ways it does among creative peoples. I also reflect often on how to live a meaningful life and how to love.

My works have been realized primarily across Europe and the United States. I hold a Bachelor’s degree in piano performance and composition from the Oberlin Conservatory of Music, and a Master’s degree in composition from the Royal Conservatoire of the Hague. I am currently residing in Los Angeles, California.

azure day (푸르른 날)

eugene a. kim