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Abstract: This issue presents special features on women writers, particularly those who emerged from the "Feminism Reboot" of the 2010s. Korean literature in the 20th century was dominated by men, but that changed in the 1990s after democratization and the rise of the economy. If you read literary magazines from the 1990s, you will find that names of women writers on the contents pages are strikingly more numerous than those of men. This trend has continued for almost three decades now and it is likely to continue for the foreseeable future, as long as Korean women writers are responding to Korean society, which keeps women in an inferior position. "Feminism Reboot" was one of the critiques of the resilient patriarchal ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The term "women's narrative" (yŏsŏng sŏsa) has been used broadly over many decades in South Korea: sometimes referring to writing by women, at other times to writing on and about women, and yet other times to narratives that convey feminist ideas. There has been similar lack of consensus regarding the term "women's literature" (yŏsŏng munhak), which has included the beliefs that women's literature must be written by women writers, feature a woman as a main protagonist, or focus only on women's issues. In recent discourse on literature, art, and culture in South Korea, the terms have also come to refer to certain types of literary works. While the amorphous and constantly shifting nature of women's narrative and ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: You probably have no idea.I guess you could say my husband's aunt was the villain of the family. There's bound to be one in every family, you know. The one who opens all the envelopes to check how much condolence money each guest gave while everyone else is busy tending to the guests at the funeral. The one who obviously knows what you're going through but doesn't hesitate to ask how your grades are and when you expect to find a job. Do you have any friends' You're getting a little chubby, no' You should work out, get some exercise. The one who asks such questions when you haven't seen each other in years. You still get an allowance from your parents' My daughter's started her own family, so isn't it high time you ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The child never responded, and his mom's orders sounded like a monologue.All the women there, except for the child, could hear her and were starting to get annoyed. Even when the boy didn't budge, she wouldn't give up. Since most of the women there, including Sŏlhye, were moms themselves, they felt worse for her inability to handle the child—who was sitting on the latex matrix like a doll—than for the child himself. The boy, glued to his seat the whole time, reading, didn't seem to understand speech. He flipped the pages of his book quickly. He would finish a book, toss it aside, and grab a new one. Now he was reading a storybook filled with text—a paperback with a few illustrations. There was no way a child who ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Her class was at 3:30 p.m. on Fridays. With a short bob cut and brown horn-rimmed glasses, she looked, at first glance, too young to be an instructor. Her voice was somewhat deep and husky. She introduced her course in English, which was the language of instruction for all core classes in the English Literature department."In this course you will be writing essays in English," she was saying. I sat imagining the kind of pressure she must feel, teaching in Korean-accented English a group of students that included highly fluent English speakers. She tried to speak clearly, raising her voice for parts she wanted to emphasize.I understood every word she said.Once she finished going over the syllabus, she took ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: One day, long ago, I stood in the middle of the dark living room, staring blankly at the floor lamp in the corner. I had gotten home late from evening study hall. The house was empty. I approached the lamp, switched it on, and removed its shade. With the naked bulb exposed, black shadows emerged on the wall.I stood before the wall and slowly raised my right arm. Then my left. My shadow mirrored every one of my movements. Like an audience possessed by me. I turned around and pressed the power button on the audio remote. A song my mom often listened to came spilling from the speakers. Chŏng Sura's "Joy."I slowly began to move my body. I stamped my feet to the rhythm and clapped my hands. I peeled off my cumbersome ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The first home that I remember had a well. Its opening was normally covered with a wooden board, which would be removed when we needed to draw water. The yard was all dirt, the roof all black tiles. There was no front gate, and an outbuilding that might have been a barn or a storehouse separated the yard from the alley. Even when the dry, sunny days went on, the rocks in the well were covered in green moss. I remember the yellow dandelions. The flowers bright as stars, taking root between the stone step up to the house and the dirt of the yard and in the corners between walls. One day, after the rain, a tree frog leapt up to the seat ledge around the house. A bright green creature that looked smaller and cleaner ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The song seemed to be coming from the direction of the workshop, just beneath the short flight of stairs.It was Marco's first time on duty outside the manufacturing room. Standing alone in the hallway, he looked more like a mannequin than a human being, his body as stiff as the collar of his freshly ironed shirt. And because his suit and shirt matched the walls' slate grey paint, at first glance, you would have mistaken him for a floating head. Chiyuki had given him a sedative to calm his nerves, but Marco had a creeping suspicion that it was just a glucose pill intended as a placebo. Filled with trepidation and supporting the weight of a jacket that was too large for him, Marco looked like a boy attempting to ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The Future Is Humming [미래는 허밍을 한다] (Moonji, 2023).The Future Is HummingMoonji2023Non-Player Character – a character inside a game that cannot be directly controlled by a player.Inspired by the image of plastic personnel from the multiverse team of authors "Recycling." This poem is based on a true story and consists mostly of prophecies and a touch of humor.ChatGPT. OpenAI is a conversational artificial intelligence chatbot released to the public on November 30, 2022, based on the extensive artificial intelligence model GPT language technology developed by ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Going through our motions shall we begin, going through the motions shall we love, going through the motions shall we smash the palette, dismantle colors, going through the motions shall we keep poised, going through the motions shall we delude ourselves, going through the motions shall we pause our dance, going through the motions shall we pilfer moisture, going through the motions shall we tread around ice, going through the motions shall we cascade down, going through the motions shall we fly away or swarm inside, going through the motions shall we seat ourselves next to things at rest, going through the motions shall we strip naked, going through the motions shall we lose our words, grow useless together, going ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Does This Talk Make You a Bit Dizzy' [이런 얘기는 좀 어지러운가] (Munhakdongne, 2019).Does This Talk Make You a Bit Dizzy'Munhakdongne2019In the words of BINA48, a de facto human being.An allusion to "Free and Easy Wandering" (逍遙遊篇), a chapter from the ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Things Learned on a Summer Hill [여름 언덕에서 배운 것] (Changbi, 2020).Things Learned on a Summer HillChangbi2020A poem by Francis Jammes ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: I'm a mess but you loved the magic of love. I was a kind of pebble, but when you touched it, the most tender sprout sprouted. You like to play magic. I was a kind of plant, but when you broke it, bright red blood flowed endlessly onto the ground. I am confident in your magic. I am a kind of sea. When you dipped your white toes, they burned like oil. You are a wizard of love, an expert in that field. I was a kind of oil, oh, I am ready to light up in flame. You once loved me. When an oil tanker full of waste oil breaks up and sinks, I can't mix sadness and oblivion. Like blue water and oil. Drifting on the water forever and ever.Everything is a thing of the past. A young man came up to the tower, holding his soft ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: After I visited that restaurant in the woods out in the suburbs with my sister and her husband a while ago, I kept thinking back to a particular time from my long lost youth. It was in the far-off distant past, over thirty, nearly forty, years ago. As I repeatedly turned my mind back to that time, the memories that had at first seemed indistinct and enveloped in fog seemed to slowly sharpen, and the sequence of events that had been broken in places started to loosely come together. There were times, too, that things I'd remembered incorrectly rectified themselves and incidents I'd completely forgotten about came to my mind with a flash.However, as I ruminated on the past, what shocked me the most was how terrified ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: I invited Poyŏng and Kyŏngae to the group chat for Chŏngwon's twentieth anniversary memorial. They both joined but didn't greet anyone or post any messages. They didn't even seem to be reading other people's messages, and sure enough, soon after, I got a notification that Kyŏngae had left the chat. I had expected this, yet a part of me hadn't. I had thought Poyŏng would be the first to leave, but to my surprise, she stayed. However, her staying didn't seem deliberate. It was more like she couldn't be bothered to leave or had completely forgotten she'd been added in the first place. And so, Poyŏng stuck around until the end, indicated by the unread "1" mark next to all the messages. This year, just like before, I ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Long ago, there was Samak-san Mountain.Perched atop the mountain were three huge boulders—which gave it the name "Samak," or "three peaks." The one in the middle was the largest, and the two on the sides were smaller. The north face of the mountain was steep and rocky, but the south face was gentler with fewer rocks, even featuring a wide stream flowing across. Samak-dong was a village that popped up after the stream had been covered up by a road that hugged the mountainside.The development originated from the road that ran alongside the stream, which flowed toward the center of the village. It was paved in concrete and was perforated with lines running across its width. It climbed the gentle slope of the mountain ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The short story "Travel Companions" (Dōkōsha, 1938) by Korean writer Imamura Eiji details the journey of two men—one Korean and one Japanese—from the city of Changchun to rural Manchuria. Told mainly through the perspective of the Korean protagonist Shin Chunghŭm, this story, written in Japanese, explores the identity struggles of a colonized subject caught between his Korean origins and assimilated Japanese cultural practices. While living in Manchuria, Chunghŭm immersed himself in the Japanese language and culture, but has grown dissatisfied with city life. On a whim, he decides to travel to the countryside to visit his estranged older brother. Through arrangements made by a Korean innkeeper, Chunghŭm embarks ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: "I wish they'd hurry up and just start already."Shin Chunghŭm, clad in a kimono, folded his hands behind his head as he lay atop the hard straw mat at the Korean-style inn. As he mumbled these words, he tried to suppress his irritation.It was the end of August, right before the Manchurian Incident. Just as the newspaper had predicted, the storm between Japan and China was escalating. The Nakamura Incident was followed by the Wanbaoshan Incident. On the outskirts of Changchun, Japanese forces continued their military exercises day and night.Awakened by sudden gunfire in the middle of the night, people would think "It's begun!" and would quickly prepare to evacuate. Whenever two people got together, they would ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: *AZALEA generally adheres to the McCune-Reischauer system in transcribing Korean into English. However, many Korean contributors have not followed this convention, and we respect their way of writing their names in English.An Heeyeon was born in Sŏngnam, Kyŏnggi-do, South Korea, in 1986. She made her literary debut with the Changbi Prize for New Figures in Literature in 2012. She is the recipient of the Shin Dongyup Literary Award. Her poetry collections include When Your Sadness Comes In (2016) and Things Learned on a Summer Hill (2020).Ok Hyun Ahn lives and works in Seoul. She earned her MFA in Photography, Video, and Related Media, at the School of Visual Arts in New York. She was awarded the Artist in the ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: But Not Too Much, 2011, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 7 min 23 sec 6Love Has No Name, 2018, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 13 min 43 sec 10Love Has No Name, 2018, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 13 min 43 sec 46Junho Beside the Window, 2010, Chromogenic Print, 100 × 100 cm 191A Furtive Tear, 2012, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 7 min 10 sec 192Youngheon in the Purple Pants, 2012, Chromogenic Print, 100 × 100 cm 193Nina On the Corner, 2010, Chromogenic Print, 100 × 100 cm 194But Not Too Much, 2011, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 7 min 23 sec 195Love Poem, 2021, Single-Channel Video with Sound, 13 min 15 sec 196–199Giwhan and Jongreol in the Bushes, 2021, Digital C-print, 67.5 × 90 cm 200–201Heejung and ... Read More PubDate: 2024-08-03T00:00:00-05:00