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๋ง๋ช…

๋‚ด ์†๋“ค์€ ๊ธฐ์จ์„ ๋งŒ์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค ๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์† ์ดํ›„๋กœ,โ€”
์•„๋‹ˆ, โ€” ๋˜ํ•œ ๋‚ด ์ž…์ˆ ๋„ ์›ƒ๊ธฐ์— ํ•ด๋ฐฉ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค '์ž‘๋ณ„' ์ดํ›„๋กœ,
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ทธ ๋‚ ์—,๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋‹ค์‹œ ํŒฝ์ฐฝํ•œ๋‹ค
์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋“ค ์‚ฌ์ด์˜ ๋ฌด์„ฑ์Œ์˜,ํ’€๋ฆฐ ํ•œ ๊ป๋ฐ๊ธฐ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ.

์•„์ง,์‚ฌ๋ž‘์€ ์ง€์†๋œ๋‹ค,๋น„๋ก ์•„์‚ฌ ์ง์ „๊ณผ ํ˜ผ์ž์ด์ง€๋งŒ.
๋งค์ผ ๋ฐค ํ•œ ๋น„๋‘˜๊ธฐ์˜ ๋‚ ๊ฐœ๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด ์‹ฌ์žฅ์— ๋งค๋‹ฌ๋ฆฐ๋‹ค
์†Ÿ์•„์˜ค๋ฅด๋Š” ์˜จํ™”ํ•จ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด์„œ,๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ๋น›์˜ ๋Œ๋ฉฉ์ด
๋ฐ€ํšŒ์˜-๋ฐ˜์ง€ ์†์˜ ๊ฒƒ์€ ๋‚ก์•˜์œผ๋‚˜ ๋”์šฑ ๋น›์ด ๋‚˜๋…ธ๋ผ.


Exile

My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, โ€”
No, โ€” nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell',
And with the day, distance again expands
Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell.

Yet, love endures, though starving and alone.
A dove's wings clung about my heart each night
With surging gentleness, and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.

์˜ค์—ญ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ์•Œ๋ ค์ค˜
์—์ฆˆ๋ผ ํŒŒ์šด๋“œ์‹ ๋ฒˆ์—ญํ–ˆ์Œ.์ ˆ๋Œ€ ๊ท€์ฐฎ์•„์„œ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹˜
์ตœ๊ทผ์— ๋…๊ฐค์— ์ •๋ณด๊ธ€์ด ์—†๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ด์„œ ์ž ๊น ๋ฒˆ์—ญํ•ด๋ด„