How are you while it is tormenting cold out there?
Dear Chicagoland Korean Rotary Club Members:
Cold weather gets more harsh as winter gets deeper. How is
everyone doing out there while it is freezing cold?
Because tormenting cold winter is here, warm spring is wanted more
expecting sweet spring time will greet us. However, now whole world is covered
with celestial snow which still give us beautiful scenery. If we adventure with
winter fun such as strolling over snow covered field, cross country skiing,
downhill skiing, etc. we may encounter wonderful nature and even have fun.
Unless we are fortunate enough to escape winter cold somewhere in
south or west, we should confront harsh winter weather not with reluctance,
rather enjoyment so that we can get by easier.
I put here some poems about winter season which I wrote a while
ago
Quiet, lonesome.
All have gone, swans, ducks . . .
All withered away, water lilies, water marigolds, . . .
Occasional waves rise to the paroxysmal winds.
Ducks float lonely on the lake.
Tall tan cattail stems along the edge of the lake
Swinging to convulsive winds,
A few fallen leaves float aimlessly,
Sporadically bobbing up and down to the turbulent waves.
By Jae Ro
Wintery Blue
A shiny blue hue on all tree branches,
bush twigs, dead plant stems, . . .
Suddenly a whole world is filled with blue
everywhere,
Winter blue,
frigid, crystal.
Gleaming through a veil of fog
Steadily changing to glistening
While fog is unveiled by the brightening sun
That has just arisen from the Eastern
Horizon.
All tree branches, bush twigs, dead plant
stems, . . .
In the prairie, parks, forest, roadside, .
. .
Have winter blue on
That gently glisten to the sunrise
From Eastern Horizon
Early in the morning.
By Jae Ro
Winter-Time
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.
Before the stars have left the skies,
At morning in the dark I rise;
And shivering in my nakedness,
By the cold candle, bathe and dress.
Close by the jolly fire I sit
To warm my frozen bones a bit;
Or with a reindeer-sled, explore
The colder countries round the door.
When to go out, my nurse doth wrap
Me in my comforter and cap;
The cold wind burns my face, and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose.
Black are my steps on silver sod;
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;
And tree and house, and hill and lake,
Are frosted like a wedding-cake.
Spellbound
by Emily Brontë
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing dear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.
MAY I WISH ALL OF YOU HAVE HAPPIEST WINTER SEASON AND HAVE GOOD HEALTH!