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Ecological garden  야생화

radiant raindrops couching in cool flowers; And flowers themselves, that sway through sunny hours, Dreaming of moths that drink them under the moon;

Upper valley  펜션 안 계곡

Sweet water's dimpling laugh from tap or spring; Holes in the ground; and voices that do sing; 

Voices in laughter, too; and body's pain,

SELF Barbeque 셀프바비큐

clean-gleaming, Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust; Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food;

ART Sculpture  조각 정원

Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.

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