[Poem] The Speed of Summer
📮 [Before you read]
Good evening. It is a Tuesday night in July, when summer is picking up its pace and the pages of the daily calendar are being turned over quietly. How are you doing?
Today, I bring you a poem titled "The Speed of Summer," which follows the traces of someone dear to us as the season passes by in the blink of an eye.
Memories of the city that passed by before we could stack them up, and a nostalgic voice that refrains in my ears. And, the memory of a meteor-like blink that I suddenly discovered within a story that felt almost within reach.
"To the season that we left just as we were." Tonight, please slow down the dizzying speed of your daily life just a little, and surrender yourself to the blue and warm gradation of the season depicted in this poem.
Summer journey
The calendar is gradually turned
In the city
where we couldn't stack memories, there are only memories
The voice I savored
To those days that suited me
With what kind of steps
should I chase after you
Only in a story that felt within reach
did I first discover the sparkle of a meteor
The warmth I kept approaching
To the season that we left just as we were
✍️ [Korean Original]
<The Speed of Summer>
Summer journey
The calendar is gradually turned
In the city
where we couldn't stack memories, there are only memories
The voice I ruminated on
To those days that suited me
With what kind of steps
should I chase after you
Only in a story that felt within reach
did I finally discover the sparkle of a meteor
The warmth I kept approaching
To the season that we left just as we were
📝 [Afterword]
Why does summer time pass by so quickly? The question, 'With what kind of footsteps should I chase after you (어떤 발걸음으로 너를 뒤쫓아가야 할까),' captures both the frustration of a season that cannot be caught and the endearing impulse to head toward the place where you are.
Because summer passes in an instant, like the 'glimmer of a meteor (유성의 반짝임),' perhaps the warmth and stories we left behind there will continue to shine unchanged in our hearts forever.
On this Tuesday night, what are the 'precious seasons' or 'memories' you are chasing right now? May you feel the summer night breeze and have peaceful, beautiful dreams.
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