an old writer and his words

  • KANGNAM STYLE

    The kimchi and pickles are presented in neat Celadon dishes carefully arranged on the small table. The meat sizzles on the iron dome resting above the bucket of orange hot coals set into the table littered with half empty and fully drained bottles of Hite beer and thimble glasses of Soju. The waitress snips the…

    Lou Faber

  • CHONGDONG MARKET

    I Little old woman sits cross legged on a faded cushion. She nods as we enter and touch the ancient chest. She rocks slowly in place, older than the ancient stone carving guarding her doorway.   II In the narrow, dingy hall giant pots nestle against stone carvings. A fat Buddha smiles at a rice…

    Lou Faber