Jazz

Jazz

If the Sumerians inspire me with an academic sensibility, Jazz sails me to the sea of dreams. Satie may whisper the sophisticated sadness, whereas Jazz absorbs the absurdity. Jazz is a breeze with the scent of the forest of truth. It shall not unveil the secret of truth, however, it embraces lives, so warm. The Enlightenment only awakes my weary soul, so why is it too wrong to lean on this cozy friend for a moment and let my eyes fall asleep.


Angel Hye-young Kim