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I had some ground I would sow it with morning glories so that in due time from morning to night purple trumpet music would delight my ears. Every day I would watch with tear-drenched eyes as tendrils stretched into the sky with all their might. If I had some ground I would not leave my son a single square yard. Instead, on the spot where the flowers had bloomed and faded I would gather together the seeds in a globe and leave him a world not yet come to light. - An Do-Hyon (celebrated Korean Poet) |
 [Morning Glory above: Ipomoea congesta] |