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Norwegian

RalphLeave a comment 
you were always veiled in mystic quietness.
The kind that invokes curiosity and attracts 
nostalgically beautiful destructiveness. 

the way your dark brown hair fell across your face 
as the curtain ebbed by lazy summer wind 
listening to the music through your earphones of your iPod 

imprinted into my memory as if 
I had stared up to the sun with my bare eyes 
before I could flinch away.

who would have known
this memory would last 
until this very moment. 

4.23.2026

Y

RalphLeave a comment 
홀로 서있는 너를 보았다. 
떠나는 나를 보고 슬퍼하는 너를 향해
앞으로 달려갔다. 

우리가 마주한지 많은 해가 지내갔다.
마지막으로 너를 마주했던 나는 어렸다.
아무것도 모른채, 오직 너만을 바랬다.

그 후로 목숨을 걸 수 밖에 없는 순간들이 많았다.
뒤돌아설 수도, 도망칠 수도 없는 순간들을
정신 없이 싸우고 살아남고 나니 깨달았다.

나는, 너를, 정말로, 진심으로 좋아했고,
이 세상에, 그만큼, 중요한것은, 사실은, 없다는걸. 
죽음이 내 앞에 앉아 기다리고 있다 한들,
나는 떳떳하게 말할 수 있다는걸 깨달았다.

그 모든 순간들의 역경을 버티고
나에게 주어진 짤막한 순간에 
나는 너에게 마지막의 웃음을 지으며 이렇게 말한다.

"야, 내가 너를 많이 좋아하는거, 알지?"

내 눈이 너의 눈을 바라 보았고

나는 너의 입술에 입을 맞췄다.

그 순간, 나는 꿈에서 깨어났다.

4.22.2026






Refocus

RalphLeave a comment

Remember what mattered to you.

Face the music. “Into the fray,” you said.

Remember the people.

They gave you part of themselves. Treasure it.

Remember your resolution.

You said, against the bone-cutting cold wind

that you’d keep your promise.

Focus.

12.28.2025

People

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It’s with people where you found it.

When you heard their voice,

fiery anger, heavy sadness, spring-like bliss,

when you listened to their story of hundreds of thousands of agonizing minutes,

their regrets and jokes of the past, the joy of what is now, and hopeful of the future,

that’s where you found it.

You gotta go back to it. Find a way if you cannot see it. Remember the honor of purpose of work.

Remember the past. Do not look away. Remember. Own it. Carry it.

We’ve got work to do.

4.20.2025

Longing

RalphLeave a comment

Fortunately – or unfortunately –

I glimpsed over at the nocturnal green cover

William Matthews’s poetry book.

The flash of lazy summer sky

over the three-story apartment in Brookline

zooming by like a blurry window scene in an Amtrak car.

The sweet warmth – that somehow imbued under my skin

from the hollow cool atmosphere above –

radiated in waves, like softly swinging hammock

with a glass of wine and a love song from radio head.

I blinked. I stared ahead towards what was to come.

Warmth – I chose to believe what I felt in my heart.

The glowing red yolk over the horizon –

graciously engulfing all my worries and sadness –

gloriously radiating, unapologetically, childishly, happily.

my arms are wide open without the usual guard

for I chose to live once more again.

6.24.2024

Level

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A part of me wants to stay fluid;

I want to be one with the world.

But when I look back, it’s weird.

I saw concrete things build the work.

I found that finished work was better

than I found the unfinished ideas.

there are times to answer to these needs

than to heed to others’ advice.

4.23.2024