Sorry, but I just am in the mood for Korean Poetry right now! I promise this is the last one for awhile.... THE WINTER CHRYSANTHEMUM Near the back gate to the compound of the Eighth United States Army with "OFF LIMITS" hung on the barbed wire, children are sitting around, warming their bodies at a brush fire. Their shrunken puds shiver like dark red boxthorn fruit. For a lavish wedding a pot of chrysanthemum sells for three hundred won. ---- Kim Chunsu (born in Chungmu 1922 - ) ------------- **** -------- "백인의 눈으로 보면..." ------------- -------------