My poetry
To paint something on the canvas
순수의 자리
2018. 5. 29. 19:26
To paint something on the canvas
To paint something on the canvas
is neither a pleasure nor an interest,
but it is rather a fear.
I am not willing to like
the pure white sketchbook.
Though,
I can sketch unresponsibly,
and paint with my favorite color as much as I want,
Though,
A lion has no his fur,
A snake has a his leg,
An ant is much bigger than the house,
The eyes of princess and prince are the shape of star,
Now,
The joyfulness which I enjoyed myself when I was young,
gives a stress to me,
and makes my shoulder heavy.
because I must retouch errors.
And Because,
Now
I am not three years old,
but just thirty three years old,
that multiply three by eleven.