Ordinary Autumn Evening by Dong-Jip Shin

On an ordinary autumn evening
Ordinary fruit is better.
Sometimes ordinary words
With no particular savor
Suit me better.
Hearing in memory
The last car depart,
I step over
The membrane of sleep,
And a fruit falls in my dream.
I will ask the wind
That departs in the morning
To what depths the fruit has fallen.

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