Meteor, Setting Sun
(별똥, 지는 해)
poem by | Jeong Ji-yong (정지용) | |
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year of publication | 1935 | |
poetry collection | Jeong Ji-yong Poetry Book (정지용 시집), 1935 |
별똥 | Meteor | |
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별똥 떨어진 곳 | Where the meteor fell | |
마음에 두었다 | I made a note in mind | |
다음날 가보려 | To go see the next day | |
벼르다 벼르다 | Then kept putting it off | |
인젠 다 자랐소 | Until I'm all grown now |
별똥 |
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별똥 떨어진 곳 |
마음에 두었다 |
다음날 가보려 |
벼르다 벼르다 |
인젠 다 자랐소 |
Meteor |
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Where the meteor fell |
I made a note in mind |
To go see the next day |
Then kept putting it off |
Until I'm all grown now |

Here are two of Jeong Ji-yong's short children's poems that are in fact more than just for children. One is witty and ironical, and the other a sad cry against the cruel and indifferent world.
Meteor (별똥) is a cute work concerning an irony of life, one about how we busily make plans which never seem to turn out as we intended. If you're religiously inclined, you might think that it's because mere mortals plan and plan but it is God who directs their steps. If not, you can take it like the well known saying that Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans. It was made more popular by a John Lennon song that used it, but it is said to have orginated from the 1950s. Jeong's work touches on the same theme, I think, through the words of a (presumed) boy who planned to go check the meteor site but kept procrastinating for one reason or another until, voila!, he's all grown up. Isn't that cute!
Setting Sun (지는 해) is not a cute story but a sad one. A girl is looking at the sun going down in the west, where she thinks her older brother has gone, perhaps for good, judging form the tone of the line. In her eyes, the sky appears all bloody red and scary, making her wonder, or she might really be trying to distract herself by thinking whether there's a war or fire. It is a stark cry at the merciless reality, which was all too often the norm in those days almost a century ago. Too many families went asunder, too many men and women were sent to labor camps or to a war not knowning why they had to fight it, and those left behind had to live waiting, waiting, and waiting, often times never seeing them again. Jeong Ji-yong's Setting Sun reads like a scene in such a story.