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Im Je
Are you napping or just hiding, lying
still in this gully of wild blue grass?
Where is the high color of your face?
Only white bones lie here.
I hold a cup you can never fill,
that I cannot raise to my sorrow.
Note: This is the only poem written by a male poet (1549-1587) in this collection. It is included because his poem is a tribute to Hwang Jini.