Replying to Chon, Serving the 4th Grade of Government by Hyesim

You went to the castle markets, and I to the sea-blue mountain—

no matter how briefly we met, there was no disharmony.

The earthly life of temples and cities has both black nights and bright days—

since you think like me, no one should blame you for having my old monk’s face.

Poetry of Hyesim

Translated by: Ian Haight

Image by: Anurag Agnihotri