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February 24, 2025

Seoul, May 1980


cherry blossoms are opening.   
Pink clouds canopy the road to town,   
wind shakes out sakura rain like piggy-bank coins.   
A new school year erupts.


I walk the long road to university.   
Cherry petals confetti my neck,   
my shoulders, like feathers.   
Gathering into silken wings.


The Japanese planted cherry trees   
when they came, tossing seeds that cavity   
her womb like spent bullets.   
More sinister now than tank tracks


And wreckages. Even sudden beauty and rebirth   
a Japanese image.   
The Korean girls stolen and   
numerous as planted seeds.


Japan calls these trees Tokyo Cherry,   
says their petals represent Japanese soldiers’   
brief but beautiful lives.   
I learned so a previous spring and wondered


What other miracles and newness   
were so planted? How did Korean   
spring occur before Japan   
came with flourishing destruction.


What is a first day or university   
without washes of pink and white   
without green men glittering   
black guns and boots mapping the path?


Tall whispering grasses also planted   
to cultivate order and grow goodness and cleanness   
forever. As I enter my city I see   
one in ironed uniform


stalk-still inside a gust of blossoms.   
The string inside me catches   
as blushing petals ceremoniously collect   
on his blood-green kevlar.

Copyright © 2025 by Rachel Kyung-Joo Shin. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on February 24, 2025, by the Academy of American Poets.

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“Imperialism and militarism have long been shaping influences of mundane Korean life, and the cherry trees lining many roads in South Korea are the Yoshino, or the ‘Tokyo Cherry,’ planted as a form of cultural control during Japan’s colonial rule. Cherry blossoms traditionally represented Japanese soldiers, their fall symbolizing death in battle. The poem explores the politics of aesthetic violence, set as the imperial cherries have reached maturity and another military conflict sweeps Korea: the Kwangju Uprising and student demonstrations of 1980. ‘Spring’ offers natural renewal as an image of both splendor and carnage.”  
—Rachel Kyung-Joo Shin

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