P079

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TypeName (Hangeul)Name (Hanja)Name (Revised Romanization)Name (McCune–Reischauer)Name (Pinyin)Year of BirthYear of DeathFamily ClanOffice(s) HeldGenderNationalityExam Year
산립山立SallipSallipH008


Poems by Sallip

Poem in EnglishAppraised ByCritique in EnglishCritical TermsEntry
Coming south to Sugok, I think of my mother.

Arriving north in Songgyŏng, I remember my king. Seven posts and two rivers on a small donkey,

I grumble about my luggage as light as clouds.
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I brought the willow of Paegak Mountain

to Anhwa Monastery. The spring breeze must be busy.

Swish, swish—it rustles again.
E039

Critiques by Sallip

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