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관리자 2020-07-10 17:35
Minseok Liberal Art College has held a writing contest. This year, the contest went online because of the COVID-19 pandemic situation.
There are 605 students who participated in the contest and we are happy to announce that one student from International College won the third prize (우수상) in the poetry format. The winner is Evelina Pak and this is not the first time for her to win this event. Congratulation for her excellent achievement!
Below, I would like to share her poetry with you.
Division: International Studies
Name: Pak Evelina
The following piece of poetry is divided into four parts, and each part is an excerpt of human life at different age. Each part serves a purpose: deals with certain problems, expresses certain emotions, sweet and bitter. Overall, L-I-F-E symbolically reflects a life cycle of thoughts starting from youth finishing with the very end.
Under the headlamps,
a good old route
Around this town tonight.
A cup of iced coffee
is the best remedy against cold.
They keep on forgetting
To look after honor from youth —
look with admiration at
their close buddies and girls,
Who one day will be gone
from their pretty lives worn
out as sleeves of old shirts.
But now they are here
In a tiny and cozy world,
Ready to go all-in for a pair
of well-colored eyes.
he takes easier a teenage rush —
An oath of blood, a promise to be forever.
What he strongly believed in,
frothing at the mouth
Turned into a broken shard of glass.
What he sees through it now—
Whom he ran around with — left
without a trace.
But he still badly wants to have someone
Waiting for him to come home.
Gets a cat, in the worst case, takes an aspirin —
Has a terrible headache from roads.
Same old playground is covered
with dust of time.
Under the gloomy sky
same old swing is squeaking —
too small for him to be on.
Shameful to sit but he wants to
as never before.
While those littles have become big enough –
wear T-shorts with cool prints, stay up all night
Smoke in the entrance cheap cigs and kiss
Being scolded by elders most of the time.
We can stay for hours in a cinema hall
Watching awkward play from the darkness,
While in own lives are not heroes
A long time ago;
All the more – not the main ones.
We complain about fate, licking old wounds,
Attach to sharp dialogues and situations.
At a moment, the audience stops to laugh
When in random cuts recognizes itself.
Let the black screen and credits run out.
bars are especially sweet and loud
All lonely hearts hurry there to crowd —
Get drunk and forgotten,
get warmed up in somebody’s arms,
Find a match for the next date –
One more name to the people.
We are looking for someone to love:
Big sympathy and a little of trust,
Dear, there is no time for us.
Never mind. After all, it ends up
With emptiness under the skin, embarrassment,
On the net.
The user doesn´t respond.
What should I say? Just forget.
Lay me down. It’s been a long day.
Calm me down. I’ll drop tired lids
I will hear the Earth crying quietly.
Her tears are falling into the rivers.
We will be carried away there
Where the Big Water flows
All that happened to us dissolves
Let the only sound be
Silence and smooth stones.
All the burdens once torturing people
are healed. And the world
has reached balance
So long waited for!
Our mighty Atlas is at peace
Slowly lowers his heavy shoulders:
“How many years have passed?
I am pure white. I am released”
In his sight there is an entire globe:
Clouds, oceans, the sun, and storms
“How beautiful Earth!” –
and with now freed hand
He wipes off overwhelming drops.