Vincent van Gogh / 夭折

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                           Almond Branches in Bloom, San Remy, c.1890

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

분분이 날리는 이 꽃잎 속에서

당신은 무슨 꿈을 꾸었던가.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                  Vincent van Gogh 

                             (30 March 1853 – 29 July 1890)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

            

                                                                    A Young Scheveningen Woman Knitting

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                       당신이 바라는 삶은

                                                                                                       여기까지의 안락이었는지도 모른다.

                                                                                                       가난해도

                                                                                                       바람을 막는 작은 집에서

                                                                                                       사랑하는 이의 옷을 여며 줄 수 있는

                                                                                                       작고 소박한

                                                                                                       거기까지가 당신이 바라던 세상이며

                                                                                                       더는 눈물이지 않은, 사람들을 향한

                                                                                                       욕심이었는지도 모른다.

 

                                                                                                       번번이 비켜가는 논리에도

                                                                                                       품어 생명을 갖는

                                                                                                       땅을 버리지 못해

                                                                                                       빈 눈으로 응시했을 넓은 들판과

                                                                                                       그곳에서 삶을 일구어가는 사람들

 

                                                                                                       아팠을 것이다.

                                                                                                       하늘도, 들판도, 나무도, 꽃도

                                                                                                       눈에 닿는 모두가

                                                                                                       당신의 통점으로 닿았을 것이다.

 

 

                                                                                                       꺾인 해바라기가 노랗게 비명을 지르며

                                                                                                       말라가는 모습을 본 일이 있는가.

                                                                                                       태양같이 태양같이,

                                                                                                       태양을 꿈꾸다

                                                                                                       까맣게 사그라지는 응얼진 설움을 본 일이 있는가

 

 

                                                                                                       훗날 사람들이 기억하는 당신은

                                                                                                       혼돈에 덧입혀진 광기와

                                                                                                       색이 부서지는 강렬함이라 하지만

 

                                                                                                       길게 어둠을 지난 이들은 안다.

                                                                                                       그것이

                                                                                                       얼마나 절박한 生에 대응이었는지를.

                                                                                                       害할 수 없음에

                                                                                                       스스로 잘라내야 했던 처절함을.

 

 

                                                                                                       걸어서 별에 가겠다던 그 꿈은 이루셨는가.

 

                                                                                                       어느 날이고 내 머리 위로

                                                                                                       유난히 반짝이는 별이 있거든

                                                                                                       당신이라고.

                                                                                                       세상에 따뜻함을 바라던 당신의 마음으로 온기로

                                                                                                       못다한 꿈으로 기억하겠노라고.

 

                                                                                                       Vincent van Gogh….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           

   Man with His Head in His Hands           

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           

 

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