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Dukkha

Is it duende, if I say 
the streets are empty, 
the nameless streets,
empty, but watching,
hollow, but watching,
as if with soju eyes...

as if with eyes that see me
only as I seem, always as I seem,
but never as I am....

would you call it beautiful,
if pain is beautiful,
would you call it duende,
if there is art 
even in solitude?

would you call it duende,
... or call it suffering?


*** The title of the poem 'dukkha' 
is the Buddhist term commonly translated as "suffering".
Additionally, 'duende' , or tener duende ("having duende") loosely means having soul, a heightened state of emotion, expression and authenticity, often connected with flamenco and poetry (see Garcia Lorca). Lastly, 'soju' is a traditional South Korean alcoholic beverage (the location wherein this poem was concieved) ****


Copyright © Ph.d Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2016

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JorgeSouthKorea

This is the man that I am

No need for a detective because I have few mysteries

Whatever you don’t find its trapped somewhere inside my mind

I put my life into words for the whole world to read

I hope you enjoy what you see

A South Korean English teacher by night

An avid writer by day

A helpless romantic somewhere in between

The smile and joy from my students is priceless

Seeing someone enjoy my writings is pretty rewarding as well

I feel that everything in my life is finally going well

From my writings you may find that hard to tell

Sorry I don’t write more fantasies or fables

To convey happy emotions and attract more followers

You are getting my life through my eyes

I don’t have a sweet tooth so I don’t sugarcoat things

I write what I have seen and how it has effected me

My adventures and journeys have been vast

Come with me on this ride

Together we can both be pleasantly surprised

With what I will write

This is the the man that I am



Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


Copyright © Jorge Toro | Year Posted 2011

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the gangham crisis

because the music industry is
dead as a ****ing doornail,
they grip hold as long as possible
to whatever pop singer can pull
in the most idiots to sell whatever
can be marketed by these big useless
companies that used to feed us CD’s
& have a monopoly on the recording
process,
until
we discovered
how to do it on our
****ing
own---
and so we have 
“psy,”
the male version of 
gaga, after she got fat,
the male version of britney,
before she shaved her head,
the male version of 
the next latest craze that seems to
be taking longer to 
evaporate than most,
because, well,
nothing
else
is
happening---
so when it was revealed recently
that mr. park jae-sang
had “anti-american lyrics”
professing a hatred for us 
“yanks” & shouting for the deaths of
all our kin
because of the war on Iraq
being committed then by our wonderful
big military dick, which goes pounding all
over the world,
it came as a shock to every dimwit,
who after like 3 ****ing months,
is still trying to mimic the man’s Korean,
in hopes of one day becoming
cool---
because of the manufactured dance song,
which has been played by youtubers 
non-stop, for what seems like
ever,
the world has cringed, wondering if they
can continue to worship 
a pop singer,
who has sung
one
song
that
has
got
their
attention
when
the 
rest
of
music
is
dead &
it’s moral fiber is being questioned &
ooh, how it makes everyone tremble---
should they agree with him & hate the
empire that made him huge
by pushing his pop trash all over the
place, or should they denounce him &
embrace the killing machine that was
responsible for the death of 
kim sun-il, the South Korean who lost 
his head because he was a representative of
a country that is like a little toddler brother
to the US, who was obligated to send
troops in, so that the brilliant war effort could
go on raging?

keep your eyes peeled on your screens &
watch the US music industry mop up all the negative
vibes, so that mr. psy can be painted pretty 
again---watch him perform for president hope &
change & watch everybody refuse to develop any
different view of the
good ol’ US of A---
for politics is for the thinkers & certainly not the pop
listeners,
right?


Copyright © andrew delapruch | Year Posted 2012

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A murderous rampage

It’s like a bloody nightmare, a ‘dark turn’ in Virginia Tech University,
where thirty-two students and teachers got killed while classes were in progress;
people panicked and pandemonium broke loose around the campus,
police everywhere came to protect them and searched for the gunman.

This young fellow who’s identified as a South Korean student,
enrolled in his senior year with a special concentration in English;
shot those schoolmates including five teachers inside the classrooms,
killing them mercilessly with his gun and later, he killed himself.

What a tragedy! What a deadliest school shooting in U.S. history!
described as an alarming reality among students in today’s generation
this killing has become like a pattern now that makes global headlines,
a horrible scene, a picture of gory incidents, indeed, it’s a tragedy.

Expressions of condolences were read and conveyed to bereaved families,
the outpouring of grief did move everyone to share his sympathy and sorrow;
across the nation the depth and height it showed with certain questions 
became a rising tide of human anger, sadness, and racial animosity.

That very moment of shooting many were gripped with fear and urgency,
they hid themselves against the gunman; others were injured and killed;
others were able to escape and relay their message of help in their midst,
oh, such an experience that shook the inner sanctuary of every person.



Copyright © mark escobar | Year Posted 2012

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Circumlocution Blues Part 2

Well Moabitess Ruth is callin' 
two Hebrew false witnesses on the carpet 
n' Gideon's stuck decidin' 
which side of the fleece is his best bet 
none of em' could be imaginin' 
we still haven't seen the worst of it yet 
trials n' tribulations'll all be piled up 
to a great one ever worse waxin'
What does the twitterer in chief mean thinkin' 
radical nukers'll come to their senses? 
Ghost of Khomeini stockin' up 
to obliterate Israel 
n' chubby faced Kim pointin' 
his rockets at us 
ain't enough he'd be jeerin' 
on South Korean fences 
n' that stone faced bear of the north outsourcin' 
natural resources keepin' 'em all guessin' 
n' gripped in rumour of war tenses
Meanwhile on the homefront 
still on the cyber witchhunt 
n' rest wonderin' 
if we'll ever catch a break 
from ever burdenin' 
insatiable government's 
appetite for taxin'
N' journalists tappin' 
away furiously at keys 
n' pleasure seekers white knucklin' it 
n' moms n' people pleasers 
still aimin' to please 
n' college binge alkies all wonderin' 
when they come to if there's any good news
N' merchant marines hirin' vigilantes 
to be wardin' off pirates down 
'round Madagascar
while some scopin' out mixed hybrids 
others armoured cars 
n' bookies takin' bets on 
which aging rock star 
or actor's gonna die 
'cause they seem to be droppin' like flies 
n' Pharisees n' Sadducees comin' together 
for a common purpose settin' aside 
paintbrushes for the sepulchres 
of their whitewashed lies 
while Jesus sayin' 
Hey I've already been there n' done that 
My job's done to atone 
but Satan's still persistin' 
of accusin' the brethren 
so Jesus has got His Hands full intercessin' 
yet Father in heaven still manages 
to look in on us from His Throne 
on all the givers n' takers n' movers n' shakers 
the butcher n' baker n' even the idol makers 
while Jack's gearin' 
up for his best stunt yet to be clearin' 
seven or nine candles on the menorah 
n' though he ain't no believer Evel Knievel 
he sure ain't hunkerin' down 'round 
his roots n' stems like a boll weevil 
n' this may be a good place 
for the rest of the race 
to take an intermission from the chase 
n' give thanks there's still 'nother breath for ya 
n' that you'll live to fight 'nother day 
but there's one thing they're sure still likely 
to say n' play 
that's them-
circumlocution blues.
1-5-2017 Duncan R.M.Ferguson


Copyright © Duncan R. M. Ferguson | Year Posted 2017

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Ade Orogbemi

Ade is a 2.5 wheelchair basketball player, 
Who was born in Lagos in Nigeria in 1978,
His home town is Liverpool, a Mersey sayer,
In Spain club BSR Amiab Albacete is a date. 

He lives partly in London, joined the Bullets,
And he’s travelled with the sport worldwide, 
German, Italian, Israeli and South Korean sets, 
Sunshine is his normality to love and abide. 

In 2003 at the Europeans in Sassari in Italy, 
Ade and his basketball team won the bronze, 
And in 2005 at more Europeans, Paris’s sway, 
The GB squad came second with silver cons. 

Then in 2007 at the World Champs, Germany, 
A silver was wrought, and in Beijing in 2008,
TeamGB won a bronze to the podium occupy, 
And in 2011 a gold fell, Isreali Euro freight. 

2013 and TeamGB won the Euros, Frankfurt, 
2015 they won another Euro gold, Worcester,  
So in 2016 at Rio Ade contributed to support, 
His team to add a bronze to this large cluster. 

Ade was jailed by Liverpool Crown Court,
For claiming over £33000 of state benefits:
Housing, council tax benefit, income support, 
In 2009 he spent six months with jail slits.


Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2016