Aesthetic treats of the day.
Certain frames trap my eyes.
I feel an urge to stare and stay.
Best succumb. Just looking,
not shopping, not craving, not judging
into fleeting meditation.
These zen appreciation
moments happen often
in a foreign place.
Best if passive and silent
but sometimes a whoop
Ginseng liquor for sale at a store in the Korean DMZ. Elegant.
Garden pines in the 2-acre grounds of Seoul Art Space Yeonhui. They grow in a shapely fashion
Pause at the yellow commas. Enjoy the colour, the form, and the debris.
Two days ago this was an awkward, flimsy abandoned house. Tomorrow it may be a new house.
A feast for the writers in residence at Seoul Art Space Yeonhui. Vividness, lavishness, and flavour.
Coffee house with a warm buzz. Gleaming expanses and raw concrete that ought to alienate but soothe instead.
Travel notes and photos by Rachel McAlpine at Seoul Art Space Yeonhui— feel free to share.
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4 thoughts on “Quiet beauty in Korea — a poem”
Good one. Your vivid description make me feel as if I have seen it with my own eyes.
The wood in that coffee house is indeed inviting and makes a warm contrast with the concrete. I would certainly sit down there.
If only we could have a coffee there together!