Korean blanket

When I heard about the Korean blanket
A  blanket of darkness in   softest mink,
I wanted to see inside of a Korean dark.

Their dark was no different in its heart
From the wetlands of  deep white river
Where a darkness is inside  white light.

Darkness knew itself a night’s silk mink
Not so very different from the Chinese,
But less expensive in the night  bazaar.

The same darkness is on our windows,
In embroidered needle-pricks of light
And  light had a heart hid in darkness.

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