FŪDO 074 · 1996 · Late Jeju · poem

The Solitude of Noon

정오의 고독

Basic information

Identifier	FŪDO 074
Title	The Solitude of Noon정오의 고독
Date	1996

Short commentary

There is so much light that nothing seems to reach the figure: deep solitude within the brightest hour.

Artwork text · poem

Text by Byun Joung Hoon

The sun is overhead.
There is no shade,
no place to hide.
The wind overturns the field,
and the boat floats far away.
The house crouches low,
and the tree shakes in black.
One person
bends beneath it.
There is so much light
that nothing seems to touch.
Noon
is the middle of the day
and the highest place of solitude.
There is no darkness left to retreat into,
no evening to wait for.
Everything is bright,
yet no one is beside them.
And so, within the brightest hour,
that person becomes most deeply alone.
In every life
there is a noon like that.