Mid-Autumn, Enjoying the Moon

 

If the luminous moon were a jade bead,

it could be stolen by those with power or position.

If the moon’s wheel-light on the water were taken as a pearl,

could it reflect on every humble mountain?

Poetry of Hyesim

Translated by: Ian Haight

Image by: Tony Warelius

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