Fox
Mother gave birth
to a baby boy
he got bit
by a fox
and began
to lose his weight
The fox was
caught
and was made
into mother's
keep-warm ornament
eventually.
His eyes still
blinked blue
at nights
I flinched
several times
when I lay
on my stomach
before his eyes
at nights
He seemed to
whisper to me
some tales from the
mount valleys
he left
long ago
(10-4-1997)
poem by Sangnam Nam
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