Measles
By Jeong Ji-Yong
A December night silently withdraws
Around a primevally beautiful fire
That blooms in the coals.
No glow at the panes
And curtains drawn low,
Key set in the door,
A snowstorm buzzes and throbs
Like a swarm of bees;
And in a village, measles flourish
like rhododendrons.
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