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Chigimi

Chigimi By Kim Saryang Translated by Yoon Jeong Oh I am a lonely person who misses people much by nature and cannot bear even a moment without people. If I were to meet anyone for the second time, I would tap on his shoulder, laugh loudly ha-ha, and even poke his tummy if he is a fatty. I made a fat, high-ranking oc ffi ial angry that way once. Indeed, I am acquainted with people from ministers to coolies. I know their wives even better because I am a “mop seller,” a kuzuya in the dialect of this town. But kuzuya is no more than a means of earning a living. I am a respectable artist. A man who studies painting. But since I was reproached by the high-ranking oc ffi ial, I cut off the whole acquaintanceship with the oc ffi ials. That is to say, I broke off business relations with them. Because I despise those who despise me. In fact, there is not even a single person who would understand my feelings. There is no one I can tap on the shoulder. That makes me lonely. I am so lonely. This feeling of loneliness encroaches on me http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture University of Hawai'I Press

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University of Hawai'I Press
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1939-6120
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1944-6500
DOI
10.1353/aza.2022.0017
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By Kim Saryang Translated by Yoon Jeong Oh I am a lonely person who misses people much by nature and cannot bear even a moment without people. If I were to meet anyone for the second time, I would tap on his shoulder, laugh loudly ha-ha, and even poke his tummy if he is a fatty. I made a fat, high-ranking oc ffi ial angry that way once. Indeed, I am acquainted with people from ministers to coolies. I know their wives even better because I am a “mop seller,” a kuzuya in the dialect of this town. But kuzuya is no more than a means of earning a living. I am a respectable artist. A man who studies painting. But since I was reproached by the high-ranking oc ffi ial, I cut off the whole acquaintanceship with the oc ffi ials. That is to say, I broke off business relations with them. Because I despise those who despise me. In fact, there is not even a single person who would understand my feelings. There is no one I can tap on the shoulder. That makes me lonely. I am so lonely. This feeling of loneliness encroaches on me

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Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture – University of Hawai'I Press

Published: Jul 14, 2022

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