By Lee Nan-hee

One Saturday morning, when the weather was freezing, I woke up to a cold weather alert. I opened my notebook and drank a cup of hot milk tea. It naturally reminded me of the splendid piano melody of Chopin's "Winter Wind" (Étude Op. 25, No. 11 in A minor). Outside my living room window, the cold winter wind was blowing loudly and fiercely. It sounded like moaning or writhing. The white chiffon curtains were billowing and fluttering from the chilling wind coming through windows. Nonetheless, the Sun was indescribably bright. This made me think of a poem I wrote some time ago.

This time

this time when

rest and repose

are commodities,

leisure and relaxation

are commodities to buy

This time when

health, cure

as well as knowledge

are trends,

when even healing

can be gotten by payment

This time when,

though people say

water and air don’t have borders,

they have ratings.

though people say

humans and animals do have

freedom and rights,

in reality they have classes.

Beauty and love

are displayed as glittering commodities

This time when,

how many times you may go

how many things you may buy

you are not allowed to be regulars

this time of hypermarkets

today in this time

how are you?

Right. I live in a time when everything has become a commodity or products and is evaluated and sold as goods. Nevertheless, as I can write my essay in my notebook on this low white table in the warm living room, having a cup of hot tea, I am so pleased and happy. Although this tea is not a high-end product, I am drinking the tea from a white ceramic cup with yellow flowers painted on it that I was given as a gift from one of my friends. As I can hear the sound of the wind, see the sun shining in the endless blue clear sky, work properly and think about people I like and cherish, I feel so good and am glad.

Even though almost everything becomes a commodity, everything is calculated and sold as products; some remain the same. I want to cherish them as long as possible.

Time flies. Two-thirds of January has already passed. I don't know what will happen in this year of 2024. But I am sure that in this year's future, there will definitely be highs and lows, ups and downs, trials and tribulations, just like the last year or any other past year. On top of that, many of them will take place unexpectedly. But I want to say to myself. No matter what may happen to me, I can keep my heart, feeling grateful and happy. What else do I need?


Lee Nan-hee studied English in college and theology at Hanshin University.

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When everything is commoditized, how are you?

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12.02.2024
By Lee Nan-hee

One Saturday morning, when the weather was freezing, I woke up to a cold weather alert. I opened my notebook and drank a cup of hot milk tea. It naturally reminded me of the splendid piano melody of Chopin's "Winter Wind" (Étude Op. 25, No. 11 in A minor). Outside my living room window, the cold winter wind was blowing loudly and fiercely. It sounded like moaning or writhing. The white chiffon curtains were billowing and fluttering from the chilling wind coming through windows. Nonetheless, the Sun was indescribably bright. This made me think of a poem I wrote some time ago.

This time

this time when

rest and repose

are........

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