If snow is the silence that falls from the sky, rain may be the endless long sentences that fall from the sky.
Words fall on sidewalk blocks, on the rooftops of concrete buildings, in black puddles. They bounce.
vernacular letters wrapped in black raindrops. Rounded or flat strokes, short-lived dots. Hunched commas and question marks.
Han Kang: The Essential (Greek Lessons) / Han Kang / Munhakdongne / 195 pages
Winter, snow swallowing all sound, silence, rainy season. The endlessly falling rain gives way to flowing sentences. Like water droplets that hit the ground and bounce back, our silence dreams of one day rising into sentences.
Sentences that cross between the silence of winter and the roar of the rainy season. Fall is the season of “in-between,” cleaning up the mess left by the summer rains and foreshadowing the silence of the snow to come. We share Han’s words with you in the hope that they will bury themselves among the fallen leaves, and blossom into new sentences in the silence of the first snowfall.
