그들은 아무 말도 하지 않았다 (They Said Not a Word)

By | 6 August 2011

At Garibong five-way crossing, steeped in darkness,
on the congested road in front of the bus stop
a twelve-seater van pulls over
Laborers finishing daywork sit jammed together
like prisoners in a paddywagon,
look out of the window with no expression.

Five sit in seats made for three
one more row of workers is sitting over the engine,
from the elderly man over sixty
to the one in his early thirties,
to the blue-eyed foreigner,
everyone’s hair is discolored, all the same,

They can’t be described
with any extraordinary metaphor or symbol.
They said not a word.

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