Ihlwha Choi writes

Harbor City

The sea was far away from the village where I was born

It is within a stone's throw from here

Impossible to see seagulls in my native village

Here I can see so many of them even in the backyard

The peddlers brought salt on their backs in the old times

Where have all the vast areas of salt flats here gone?

There were all kinds of crops and fruits in my childhood

Here, so many kinds of marine products in the fish market

I grew up in the faraway farming village
Now I live in the harbor city.


Dream Harbor -- Leonid Afremov